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Red Ruby

Oh sis
Who would have known
You would leave me alone
Such a dream came to me lastnight
We stole a ruby and took flight
As we ran we laughed and giggled
Now your gone far away
The red ruby
I'll keep

Copyright © Michelle Pryor | Year Posted 2010



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The Ride of Your Life

grab life by the horns and ride it till u cant anymore
it will try to throw u off its back and ruin what you dream of
just ride it like its a pony at an amusement park

Copyright © Michelle Pryor | Year Posted 2009

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My Dad(14 Lines)

my father was never there
he has no love to share

my mother was so strong
teaching me right from wrong

sometimes I sit and cry
asking myself why

he just up and left forever
we didn’t spend a minute together

I still love him to the end
I even wrote a note to send

I hope he read it and learn
that my love is only earned

he will always be my father
even though he didn’t bother

Copyright © Michelle Pryor | Year Posted 2006

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Trice

Here lyes my loving sister LaTrice. Tears wont bring you back.

Copyright © Michelle Pryor | Year Posted 2010

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"baltimore"

Baltimore is like the demon’s playground
he rats and roaches are screaming and running to cans and bottles
abandoned houses to run through like a play house
hallway frames left standing from burned houses to swing on
stairways to climb up and find cool stuff to play with
streets filled with popped sports balls and rag dolls
plastic bags decorate the trees and bushes like it’ a party
glass looks like diamonds
he makes it all look good to people who don’t care
fire in a closed bottle explode like fire works
it’s fun in the demon’s eyes
danger is fun to him and he need some playmates
you hear another house scream as it burns down
 Baltimore demonvill is what it is called now
when that demon is sleep we humans take over us
when he is gone Baltimore will be back to beautiful
full of good safe fun and nice houses with lovely families
clean streets 
some real playgrounds that are clean
till then danger is so much fun to him

Copyright © Michelle Pryor | Year Posted 2006



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Jimmy

fat, brown, funny, four finger, crazy man, fat, brown, loud, talk of the town, funny, four 
finger, jimmy

Copyright © Michelle Pryor | Year Posted 2010

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"michelle & Mookey"

Mookey and Michelle were lovers                           
Oh, how they could love                              
they were faithful until something went wrong                                                             
he loved her, but something is wrong                        

Michelle Is a good wife to him                               
that’s what he said                                                    
spent 50 dollars to by her man a picture                          
he loved her, but something is wrong	           

Michelle called his cousin                               
Just to see if he was there                                             .
said: brother-in-law,Has my baby been here?                                           
he loved her, but something is wrong                    

“you are a good wife and I don’t lie,                            
I won’t lie to you,he stayed with some girl he left this morning  
the gal is Tiffany Jones                                                 
he loved her, but something is wrong

Michelle went down to the bar                                     
Didn’t go to drink                                                         
underneath her shirt she carried a nine-milli gun                                           
he loved her, but something is wrong                           

Michelle looked over the car to see if he was there                                                    
there was Mookey on the stool holding Tiffany’s hand                                                 
he loved her, but something is wrong

Michelle stooped down beside the car   
Pop ,pop ,pop ,pop four shot let out
Right through the door
he loved her, but something is wrong

The first two hit Mookey
She heard him yell out in pain
The third one hit Tiffany in the leg
There were two new faces in hell
he loved her, but something is wrong
                               
“Oh, it hurt, he yell
His left side was bleeding 
Her left leg bleeding
he loved her, but something is wrong

Michelle looked out the jailhouse
To see the beautiful life.
She could see the birds flying, she could hear them sing
he loved her, but something is wrong

Michelle said to the sheriff, “What is my punishment? ”
Sheriff said, “Michelle,It’s the electric chair for you”
he loved her, but something is wrong

This story is crazy but true,that shows that it is true
When people say men ain’t no good
he loved her, but something is wrong

Copyright © Michelle Pryor | Year Posted 2006

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Mind Games

Bad thoughts racing on
sweet will drip from my nervousness
so life starts to fade

Copyright © Michelle Pryor | Year Posted 2006

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Give Me Chemicals

give me chemicals
for my brain is dead
dont let me overdose

addicted to the energy
shocks skim through brain waves
give me chemicals

in a matter of time chemicals will take effects
white eyes of emptiness
dont let me overdose

thoughts of being empty
fried brain like an egg in 100 degree wheather
give me chemicals

when will i see the light
chemical reaction gone wrong
dont let me overdose

i see you laughing in my face
why dont i feel your hate
give me chemicals
dont let me overdose

Copyright © Michelle Pryor | Year Posted 2010

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My Ipod

no one dares to touch
                         my                      pod
                         for                       the
                         ear                      will
                         not                      see
                         how                     the
                         mind works when it is                                                 
                         in the zone rock n roll
                         ease my mind so that
                         is all u will here it is a
                         teal color and hold so
                         many tunes jus mine
                         one                  taste
                         of                     what     
                         im                      into 
                         and                      its
                         over so dont dare try
                         to be someone you r
                         not and mess with my
                                                  ipod
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Copyright © Michelle Pryor | Year Posted 2010

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