MUSIC MARKS DA LYRIC/TIMES/ PER BEATS OF SOUND

TODAY..I HAD QUIET MOMENT..TODAY..I FEEL SO BLAHHH..SO DESPERATE TO SEE MY FRIEND IN NEED OF LOVE..TODAY..HE CALLS..SO I ANSWER WITH A PASSIONATE HUNG AND KISS..WITH NO ONE AROUND..MY EMBRACE WAS SO PHONY...I SLEPT PASS HIS TINGLING SENSATION..THAT LOVE SLAPPED A MUSSEL ON MY FACE..WHAT BLOCKS HIS KISSES..WHERE I GOT SO SICK..THE HEART WAS SO ALONE..NOT ME ...HIM..FROM LOOSING WHAT I CAN'T GET A GRIP..WANNA SHOW SOME COMPASSION..WANNA KNOW HOW TO LOVE HIM..WANNA REACH OUT TO HIS CLOSURE..GIVE WHAT IS DRIVING ME OUTTA MY CLOTHES..BUT..WHEN..HOW..I DON'T HAVE THAT TOUCH..WHERE HE FEELS ME AND I LEAVE SOMETHING BEHIND WHAT HE SEES..A FLESH..WITH DESIRES SO EXUBERATING..EXCITING..LIKE A ROCKET..BLASTOFF..HURLS IN2 SPACE..LEARNING HIS TASTE..I DON'T WANNA ADMIT..THE RUB IS LIKE A FINE TOOTH COMB..RUNS DOWN MY BACK..INJURES MY SOUL..WHAT IS IT...THE ABUSE...WHY IS IT...IT WEARS WHAT WAS..A SLAP IN MY FACE..NUMB..FEBBLE..BURNT..BUT..WHY CAN'T I FEEL HIM..WHAT IS IT..HE DOES THAT..KEEPS ME ANGRY..WANTING TO BE TOUCHED..WITH TEARS .. RUNNING DOWN MY CHEEK..WHY DO I DENY MEN..BEHIND SEXUALITY..CURSING DARKNESS..LITERATELY BITING TIME..RIGHT IN FROM OF BODY MOVEMENT..WANTING TO FIGHT THIS SENSELESS BEHAVIOR..WHAT GOT A GRIPE..FUCKS WITH HIM AND I..WHERE I FEEL HIS LIPS..HIS SOUL..HIS SPIRITUALLY COMPOSITION..I DIE 4..WHERE THE PIANO PLAYS..BEETHOVEN OVERTURE..WHERE I RISE TO HIS DEMANDS..WITH SOFT PILLOWS AND RED SATIN SHEETS WITH ROSE PETALS LAID OUT..WAITING FOR ME..WHY IS IT.. THERED PRESENTS BLOODSHED...INSTEAD OF LOVE..WHY DOES THIS HAPPEN...ON THE FLOORIN FRONT OF CORRUPTION..BRUTALLY SCORNED...FOR WHAT REASON..I ABSOLUTELY DON'T KNOW..THE TURNTABLE CONTINUES TO PLAY..WHERE MUSIC BE THE REMEDY FOR HEALING..I MEND..I WEPT ..I SAW.I PAID A DEPT TO SOCIETY...WHY AM I SUFFERING ..STILL..I'M A BEAUTIFUL BLACK SISTA..I GOT LOVE..LIFE TO GIVE..WHEN.. I DON'T KNOW..WHY?..BECAUSE.I CAN'T B TOUCHED THAT WAY..WHAT DO U MEAN...I NEED A CHANCE..WHERE..INSIDE..WHERE U FEEL A WOMAN..U NEVER LEFT HER 4 MONEY..SHE OWES..JOHNS NEVER PAID..SO U BECOME THE THIEF..WHO GETS PAID BACK..U..NOTHING.. TO LIVE 4..BUT LIFE..BEING SAVED..IN LOVE..WITH THE WRONG SIGNALS..LOOKS LIKE I'M DONE4..WANTING A MAN IN LOVE SOMEWHERE ABOVE THE STARS AND BELOW...AN ACT 2 PLAY WITH..NOTHING IS REAL..CREATE

PT II...THE LIFT> comes down safely

I am the height...the width of man..i sore 2 a higher planes drifter..i dive from leaving what was so high..i know not ..the time or level or what way i got there..i climbed to the top of my skill...with clinging on2 hooks and connected to rocks...I held..as arms and feet to secure my stability...the wind was strong..the breeze came..causing a collision..where i had no one for support... when all failed me..what did i do...i dived down that mountain...landed on my own 2 feet..like a flight i'm in..while the air suspection spoke...said..i am your fall..the planes of concourse..the wings of man..i lift my arms and procededto pretend..for some reason..i feared nothing..i became the false pretense.. where you lifted my spirits..gave me room to escape..a mountain and it's regions..with length..width..the circumference..the magnitude..to gain a eagle sense..where i'm balanced..free...articulate..drawing me a landscape...painting a conclusion of..a man's world and his life..wearing..the wings of a eagle.. flying above the galaxy..finding what controls..attempts 2 break my landing... to touch the heavens..turns me around..arrives home..safely..where ground denies me...death...the lift..was what a test of faith...while the plane exploded.. in mid-air..true story.. the survivor of flight to Charlotte North Carolina..deep...Create

ThE rIdE oF yO' LiFe

Why do my limbs be aching..like a train that has just ran through captivity.. where the crossings..led me astray..complains of ripping my earth given.. where it took my living..were i bowed to say..your tracks of my tears plays a rollercoaster ride..tearing me apart..where i derailed..tracks of my tears.. laid me down..wrapped me up..stood by and waited..as the roar of the ground shook..the battle cries..the pain beneath what attempts to raddle my brains.. screams help..why do u look down..with no care or concern for life..i count to three..1..2..3..the wait is no longer..the love..we had stays on my mind..sleeps..closes..wears earth..what i've become...lifeless..staring.. where eyes left..looking..down..around your feet..what remains of me..where you stomped on..wearing what's left of me..tracks of my tears..leaves a part of u..you will never get rid of..death..the analogy..a birth no longer in need...where horns blows at midnight...what was i thinking..riding that brooklyn's (A)train 2 Queens Lefferts blvd stop..resting on my baby shoulders..kicking off my shoes..while he massages my feet..damn..what a revelation..got love on my mind..that's scary..i'm alive..u think?..it's all that shuckin & jiving..just rockin and rollin..on you..me..LOVE..What i was..(Feelin)...Create

MELLOW DRAMATICS

THERE IS A SONG..THAT KEEPS FLOATING THROUGH MY MIND..AS I THINK..HARD... UNCHAIN MELODY...CHAIN..NOW ..WHAT THE HELL DOES THIS MEAN?..I'M FINDING MYSELF BEING DIRECTED AS..A SUBJECT..MATTERS FAR FROM BEING FINISHED IN MY LIFE..BUT WAS LEFT OUT YEARS AGO...SO I GRAB A HOLD OF MY THOUGHTS... MEDITATE THIS THEORY..FOLLOW WHAT IT MEANS...I ASK MYSELF..WHOSE GOT A HOLD ON MY HEART...WHERE ARE THEY..WHEN DID IT HAPPEN..LEFT ME KINDA FEELING ALONE FOR SO MANY YEARS..I'VE TRIED TO PRACTICE...PRAYED ..I HAD IT UNDER CONTROL..THOUGHT OF WAGES OF SIN...KEPT GIVING MYSELF TO THE LORD.. HERE COMES TEMPTATION..TREADING WATERS..BITING AT MY KNEE CAPS..MELTING MY INNERMOST AFFLICTIONS..PLAYING WITH MY HEAD..I LOOKED TOWARDS A NEW DAY.. WITH NEW THOUGHTS IN MIND..SMILE..ACTED LIKE A WOMAN WITH..WORDS THAT'S BEEN KEEPING TABS ON ME..CORRECTED..WHAT WAS SEEING ME..A ISSUE..WITH PROBLEMS THAT STILL..TO THIS DAY ARISES...SO I GO AND DREAM OF WHAT WAS ONCE A VIRGIN..WITH A SILK LINING..PURE AS THE DRIVEN SNOW..CLEAN AS A PORCELAIN NOVELTY..A PIECE THAT SHINES..LIKE A BEAUTY TO BE HOLD..THE LIFE OF A VICTIM..WEARS NO LAUGHTER.. GAINS NO KNOWLEDGE..JUST A LACE CALLED LINGERIE AND THE TIME OF SEXUAL PLEASURE.. I'M HIS HEAD PIECE AND HE'S MY BEDROOM RUMBLE..WHERE MY MIND..TAKES ME AWAY.. AND I AM HIS SCORE..100% PURE..AN INS AND OUTS OF TRIAL PERIODS..WHERE MY HEART WEARS A STONE AND HE IS HARD AS A ROCK IN A HARD PLACE..A WORLD..WHAT WANTS ME..WHERE..ACTS ARE TRADITIONAL..WHERE..I HAD NO CONTROL AT ALL..UN CHAIN MY HEART...LOVE GROWS UNCONDITIONALLY..WHERE THE MELODY PLAYS A SONG... TAKES ME THERE..WHERE I CAN'T SAVE MYSELF..A LONELY PLACE..A BOND..WHAT VISIONS..LETTING GO...BUT COMMITS SUICIDE..DIES..THE OTHER WOMAN..AN AFFAIR 2 REMEMBER..THE ONE U LEFT BEHIND...A DRUNKEN SLUMBER...A DRUG..DOROTHY DANDRIDE.. PLAYED BY HALLE BERRY..A SAD STORY..MINE WORE..ONLY DIFFERENCE..I AM ALIVE.. LEFT ME ALONE..AS ALWAYS..THE SAME OL' MELODY..BROKEN..CHAINS THAT BIND ME.. BUT WON'T SECURE ME..HAPPILY..AFTER THE FACT..OH..HOW I WISH I CAN..4 get it.. q:*^(0)^*:p..SINCERELY YOURS..THE END..CREATE..SHEILA T JORDAN

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i like your shirt..looks like what i'd wear... how are ya..looks like you gotta new concept .. of interest...okie dokie..gonna enjoy my weekend in NYC GOING DOWNTOWN...HANGIN WITH MY HOMEBOYS at the POETRY CLUB IN THE BOWERY...IT'S BEAUTIFUL HERE TODAY.. HAVE A SHOW TODAY AT 3 AND ANOTHER AT 6:00PM I'M SO IN TUNE WITH YOUR SHIRT..I LOVE THAT.. DAMN..GIVE IT TO ME HOMIE...I FEEL MUCH BETTER..THANKS TO MY SUPPORT UNIT..MY FRIENDS..WILL BE MAKING THAT TRIP SOONNNN..OOH ..NOT TEXAS..SMILING..ENJOY YOUR WEEKEND.. SWEETIE :) ;) ::*_*:: (: (;

WHO IS LIFE WORTH LIVING

I heard a voice say as i was preparing myself to write..you are with God..for i am with you..clear as a bell...i ask myself ..will there be more that i hear from my ears..the blessings..it's also..what he let's u know..when all things fail..you look up to the heavens...smile and say...i am the truth..what is the way 2 true service?...for what shall it profit a man...if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul or shall have a man..give in exchange for his soul...Mark (8:34) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ TRUTHFULLY..I AM AS A PIECE OF CLAY..I MOLD..AS A FIGURE OF CIRCUMSTANCE..I COME WITH THOUGHTS..IDEAS...WHAT DECIDES MY DAILY PLAN B4 THE DAY BREAKS..I GET MY MIND TO ADJUST TO WHAT IS PREPARATION..PLAN WHAT MUST BE DONE..I START OFF ..WITH A EARLY THANK U JESUS...CONTINUE TO MAKE THE NECESSARY ROUTINES..HANDLE MY BUSINESS..LIKE A SCHEDULE..I AM THE MIND..WHAT HAS CONTROL OF MY THEORIES IN LIFE WHERE MY GOALS GROW..FOLLOWS ME FROM ADOLESCENCE 2ADULTHOOD..FOR THIS IS HOW THE LORD KEEPS YOU ON YOUR TOES..BUILDS A FORTRESS..WHERE A MIND FINDS IT'S WAY IN LIFE AND STANDS BEHIND THE MIRACLES OF SEED FAITH...WHERE I AM A NEW BIRTH..CHALLENGING MY OWN STRENGTH..SACRIFICE TEMPTATION AND BECOME STEADFAST..BE THE EVERLASTING STRUCTURE..WHERE I MOLD..A HUMAN..LIVING THE LIFE OF GOD'S TEMPLE.. WHERE I EMERGE..HIS WISDOM..KNOWLEDGE..THE BEGINNING..AND THE END TIMES WRITTEN.. YOU ARE NOT HERE FOREVER..YOU ARE NOT A VISION OF PERMANENT RETAIL..YOUR ARE NOT A ITEM ..BOUGHT FOR A LIFETIME SAYING ..4EVER..YOU ARE WHAT IS A REPLICA..OF HIS IMAGE..LEAVING SOON..WHERE GOD REMINDS YOU..IT'S ONLY FOR A LIL WHILE..THEN YOU REST..LIKE JESUS DID..WALK ..TALK..ACT..LIKE HIM..IT'S A WONDERFUL LIFE..A NEVER ENDING DECISION..TO RECOGNIZE ..THE LORD..I DO..GOD BLESS..HAVE A NICE DAY PEOPLE.. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ THE FIRST DAY OF SPRING IN NYC..SNOWING..U SEE WHAT I'M SAYING..NODODY DOES THIS..BUT..GOD..I'M LOOKING OUT MY BASEMENT WINDOW..IT'S COMING DOWN LIKE CRAZY..BUT IT'S LIKE..HE TELLING US ..BACK HERE IN NEW YORK CITY..I'M SAYING GOODBYE..BUT..I'LL B BACK..NEXT SEASON..U FEEL ME..HE NEVER FORGETS TO REMIND U..I WILL RETURN...CREATE..SHEILA T JORDAN..(ISIS)

MY THOUGHTS EXACTLY

THANKS LANNIE; FOR MAKING ME LAUGH..SMILE..WHILE IN SO MUCH PAIN..I CAN STILL FUNCTION...NASTY MAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!...LOLOL