Sunday, March 28, 2010

IDIOSYCRASIES/gendar

I am what touched ur heart...
the soul u tore apart
where the street comes together..
through ghettos rain
what left the wind..
to claim me as ur bond & close proximeter
what lays through guns and roses ..
the slash of ur name
written upon my closer.. remains a
silence mart er..
2 breech a contract..the sensor..
to detect a contact of interest
still..moments when shadows
WEARIN me..time remembered a
character..
where hips, thighs bridge it's gap...
between..the here
& now of past TENSE..2 fill what was
a cup of chocolate..
what sees better
days and culture pudding..
looking like Topeka..instead of midnight
mocha..or molasses...
what grins..
smiles ..sending a message..saying
this is what u missed out on..
through taking a vacation in those
prison walls...u dysec what can't b there..
dreams once certain..a playground for a G
HURTING..where gender HOLD NO freeDOM..
though the heart..willing..
where life didn't impress any feelings
or thoughts of living like I'm
ur king..the master key 2 being love..
bwt u , becomes , just the ride
around the block and backk..
holding on .. no losing track..
what made a black man wanna hump..
be flourished by a big butt
and a smile..with a price to pay for
rubbing it right..
touching ones heart
reminds me...this is what u lost...
nahhh i don't think so..coz..i
gained what no woman have ever returned ..
a new addition..a child
..god's reward..and u can't get no better than that..
it's all natural & in the flesh
wearing like me...lookin like me..go with ur
old skool pranks..
LIFE..folds like a brand new
shirt ..right of out ur wardrobe..waiting to b...
worn out..and then..u let it go
gota replacement..while u stay playin cowboys 2 girls..
i don't look back.. like tomorrow's world u wear..
feelin me
..but sees a brand
new..out of the ghetto..and in2 the arms..
wearing ur name..only..doesn't mean
I AM in LOVE..feel memories of u...
wearing melodies of her..
totally different from
what performs...a LADY.....
it is what it is..taken me back..
for no reason
whatsoever....what's
over ..finish..done with..carry it back
leaves..no good..moves on..act like
u know..living like ya don't..Confucius say..
Syonira..be out!!!!
CREATE..Sheila...
GOTTA ADMIT THIS
IT'S A DEDICATION TO U..LR..
TOOK U BACK A WAYS..BUT
KNOW..IT WAS DONE IS GOOD TASTE..

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