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IMa FREESTYLE TO THIS BEAT. HOPE YOULL ENJOY!!!! COMING SOON

       Dear Lisa, I have never lost a parent, a friend, or a loved one, but I will never forget the day we lost you for as long as I live. I remember getting the news that you passed and it connected with my heart like a direct jab from David Frasier. I was devastated. Not only was I a huge fan of yours but I was also truly in love with you. I loved how you carried yourself, the way you dressed, the way you addressed love & relationships in your music with so much confidence. I told myself that even if I never met you, the woman I marry would be EXACTLY like you. I am pained that we never got the chance to connect. You should know that we all listen to your music every day; we are all moved by you. You are an inspiration. I hope that I make the right choices & decisions in life so that I can make it to heaven where I know you rest your head.  I will continue to write poetry & music in honor of you, until we FINALLY meet. Dinners on me! L...

Late night, I feel fine. Just me & my content mind Light up. Pour out. Candles lit. Cup of wine Just sipping slowly Wasting time In my phone; writing poems Dreaming about this girl I know. She turned in to the girl I've known. Crazy how; things change. Even crazier; how people do And it’s crazy what the world is like, Even crazier; what you thought you knew. So I'm in my room, just playing Drake. Take Care just to set the mood. Got bottles popped. Cause when I'm "ON" chances are my mind is OFF of you. The liquor was so strong. I thought I was over you. «But I was wrong. » Wishful thinking I guess. Got me into this mess I am so stressed. I could use an L. I get high to get by. Cause I be like; so low. And I be like; I don't need you, I’ll just ride; SOLO. Restless nights for me Results from deep thoughts Rolling in like storm clouds But we still take long walks, Stroll...

Private space under the moon We meet to engage in something sweet. Greeted by a kiss on your soft lips; I quickly sweep you off your feet. Blankets lay in the sand; A passionate struggle we do to get bare. Our intimacy is hot, But we're cooled by the oceans' air. A little oil goes long ways. My finger sends chills up your spine. I slowly remove your panties. No rush. Cause we have time. I kiss your lips. Simultaneously rubbing your body I go down to where it’s good. Now, I got you hot & bothered. Sweat dripping. Juices flowing Inside & out of you I grind. You're tired of being on your back; You roll me over on mine. Take control girl! WORK THAT POLE GIRL! Exactly how deep do you want it? Make me proud girl! Proud that you're my woman Roll over. Now I got you where I want you. I finish you off. I eat you up. Call me "Mr.Volcher"

FORGET IT. **SORRY THE FORMATION IS ALL OUTTA WACK. BUT IT IS A POEM [LOOKS LIKE A RANT] BUT NAH ITS A POEM** FORGET IT. I’ve GAVE UP ALL EFFORT OF TRYING TO SAVE THESE FEELINGS. FORGET BEING NICE I’m THROUGH DEALING. PETTY ARGUMENTS ABOUT DIFFERENT THINGS & HOW YOU HATE ME. FORGET YOU; I LOVE ME, EVEN IF THOUSANDS DISAGREE. AND THAT THOUSAND MUST BE YOU. I HEARD YOU ENVY ME? FORGET IT THEN, I JUST HIT CONTROL - ALT - DELETE. DELETE YOU OUT MY PAST. YOU AIN EVERYTHING AND EVERYTHING AINT YOU. I’m THROUGH - SERVING AS YOUR “WANNA BE”. WHY CAN’T YOU BE YOU, 10 TIMES LESS THAN ME.? YOU HATE BEING YOU WHEN YOU KNOW I EXSIST. BUT, LONG AS I’m ALIVE THIS ME WILL FOREVER PERSIST. I SEE THE PROBLEM WITH THIS; I SEE EXACTLY WHAT YOU’RE GOING THROUGH. HERE’S AN IDEA, I KNOW HOW I CAN HELP YOU….. “DELETE” MY PAST; MY EXSISTENCE IS GIVING YOU WAY TOO MUCH STRENGTH. THINGS HAPPEN! ILL GET ANOTHER GIRL. OK, I STEP ASIDE & LET YOU LIVE YOUR OWN WORLD. LET YOU GIVE YOUR 100, OK I KNOW...

Memories haunt me. Last years' pain, passion, & desire Photographs; sketched in my mind: Flame, Love, fire I am forced to remember; The good & the bad; Forced to remember last year, Hard times & Easy times we've had. Memories sketched in my brain like paint on a canvas. Forced to remember the pain felt when friends left us. Up in heaven now they are. So many friends with tattoos on their skin & decals on their cars that read “REST IN PEACE" Why is it so hard for us; to Rest in Peace? Can't even leave the house Doing so; we fear for our lives. Gun shots ring out and we stare; COLD FACES!  STONE FACES! Flashing back to the day our mommas gave birth. Truth hurts and this is; just that! Feel around and notice things are intact so we jump back; into reality: Which uhh: In Delaware is a bone thrown and not returned. Everyone here has gifts but no one wants to hear it. We're all we have in D...