I whawk in the shadow of loneleenext,
seekean pleasure and comeforth to kool mine nerves
But,I continuallee meeat a breirk wall,
Found mineself in a vercomb,vercomb of confusshaun;
Warndeer when I will be phree from thease,
I toyled and tryed daylee to be chairfool;
but thease stickmer refuzees to go lyke
a stagnant aqua fortis,
I arm sensesthief to exstream sirelength,
which makes me pheel moore dealjectead.
CONTEST:"Joycean Jewels"
MY FAVORITE BROTHERS IN THE WORLD WHO NO COULD BEAT, THEY'RE ALWAYZ THERE
FOR ME,MA BOSSES WHO'S ALWAYZ RUNIN THE STREETS, THE GANSTAS WHO'S ALWAYZ
SUMTYMES DOIN WRONG, BUT ALWAYZ FINDIN WAYZ TO KEEP THEMSELVES STRONG,
THEY'RE ALWAYZ LOOKIN THOUGH BUT 1'S CRYIN INSIDE, PRAYIN AN HOPEIN HIS CHILD
WILL STAY ALIVE, EVER SINCE HIS BROTHER DIED, HE DOSEN'T WANT HIS KID 2 LIVE THE
SAME WAY, SELLIN DRUGS,SMOKEIN WEED, LYKE HE USED 2 EVERYDAY, HE WANTS 2
TEACH HIM THE GOOD'S & BAD'S IN THE HOOD, MAKEIN SURE HIS SON IS UNDERSTOOD,
PRAYIN 4 HIS TWIN THATS IN HEAVEN NOW, HOPEIN THE LORD IZ LOOKIN OUT 4 HIM ON A
SPECIAL CLOUD, I PRAY 4 U ALL HOPEIN U'LL STAY OUTTA TROUBLE,AN I'M PROMISEIN
THAT I'LL COME AN C U JAMIE, U AN UR PRECIOUS LIL BABY
-mimi
As the rain hits my face
I think of a place
Outside the box
Inner-thoughts
Creep out my pen
Is where my imagination begins
Smooth strokes
Late-nyte tokes
Of the LG
Relax Me...
Miguel Angel Jimenez
Father-less for 2 months
And some days
Got me dazed
A bit confused..
More-A-Less abused
By this cold world...
Lost like being in a cinnamon swirl
Breakfast, makes me want to...
Break fast from this life...
Life, what the fucc is lyfe for people lyke us?
Is & always be an unanswered
question...
Not to mention,
The different directions
Of my inner-beast...
Searching for something to...
Feast upon...
Up all nyte watchin'...
Cheech & Chong...
Wondering if I'm wrong?
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