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With my hoodie on.

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Racist Remarks. Said in the dark. thought no one would hear. Now, we're screaming loud & clear! [[J-U-S-T-I-C-E!]]  we demand! on no ground you stand. because of a hoodie on his head, Arizona & some skittles n his hand! [ENOUGH!]  we say. zimmerman had no right. to take a life, because of black & white. leaving a mother and father to grieve. they're baby is gone! and where's the justice? its taking too long. City Police im ashamed. i thought it was your job. to serve and protect… but now its about to be ours. thats no THREAT, trust me thats a PROMISE. cause if George is seen in the street, he won't survive to see to see his trial. we just want justice. .... I ride (wit my hoodie on) I hustle (wit my hoodie on) Damn right, I represent the struggle (wit my hoodie on)

September Love / Give me ...

 "September Love" . SUMMERS' ending. Our love is FALLING. Pick up your phone. Cause girl I'm calling. I'm calling for you. Where have  you been? Summer's closing. I thought we were: "more than friends." It isn't supposed to end like this. What we have. We should make it last. This 3 month relationship. Should go all year round. I'm tryna go into the ground; With you. ----------- Aging secrets. I'm tryna run the town with you. You have a past. As well as I. We're perfect for each other; Can't you see? When September ends; I need you here with me. #love  "Give Me"  Baby: Give me your fears! Give me your nights alone! Give me your pain! So I can write this poem. Give me your heart! Give me your anger! Give me your LOVE! Give me your HATE! Give me your danger! ...

Complexity Of My mind...

"Complexity of my Mind [chopped] Late night, I feel fine. Just me & my content mind Light up. Pour out. Candles lit. Cup of wine Just sipping slow 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 s...

Fresh Linen. [field of fantasies]

"When we cuddle, and your head is on my chest. That's the feeling that I love, I swear that feeling is the best. We work against gravity & I feel as if I'm flying. Far above the drama, & higher than the sorrow. In this moment; my heart slows down, Blood goes cold. & I feel so special. This moment of serenity, Comes only when you're here with me. Only when I hear your heart beat, and your breathing next to me. You have the power to make me stronger. And you always hold me down. Your intelligence is so attractive. I wish to see you in white gown. All the words you speak, And the way you believe in me. Cures my mind from thoughts of quitting. And when you kiss me, honestly, in that moment, I lose the many other memories. As we look up at the clock, The time is running late. But we fall asleep again, In each others' arms is our fate. ...laying in this sleep state. stuck in this sleepy state, im r...

Silence.

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{whipser it when you read it. kendrick Lamar FLow. so you feel it. :) } Silence. Silence. Silence. Silence is the language of my seclusion. Silence is my shadow, it is not an illusion. The worlds silence is the reason I've enter seclusion. silences SILENCES their words that're so crude, & rude! Ahaa. Silence makes me a deep thinker. Silence! Maketh me a peace maker! Silence. Silence. Silence. Silence gives me wisdom. Silence gives me strength & peace. Silence wipes away lonely tears. Silence allows me to summarize & memorize lifes past year. Silence whispers to me in secret: "are you good with..." That's between me & my conscious. Silence. Silence. Silence. When I'm in silence, There's NO violence. and I LOVE IT.   

Broken promises.

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Broken promise.  So deceiving.  This is life?  It’s so misleading.  People love ya; and then they leaving.  Making promises. And can't keep it.  Wow!  This is crazy.  What a world?  What a life.  Fix that promise that you told that girl.  That you broke; is that right?  That doesn’t change juss overnight.  Gotta work. In order to make that right.  And it may take a couple years,  Or it may take your whole life.   Broken promise.  Like these broken mirrors.  They cut us deep.  Cuts that nonstop bleed.  Not even if you take the time to apologize.  And don't pay me off;  I aint concerned with your dollar size.  I'm more concerned with why you lie a lot.  Say you gon be here, I wait about 2 hours and that turns into two years; which turns into a few tears, and then into a few fears that you will never be here like y...

FreshLinen. [Field of Fantasies]

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When we cuddle, and your head is on my chest. That's the feeling that I love, I swear that feeling is the best. We work against gravity & I feel as if I'm flying. Far above the drama, & higher than the sorrow. In this moment; my heart slows down, Blood goes cold. & I feel so special. This moment of serenity, Comes only when you're here with me. Only when I hear your heart beat, and your breathing next to me. You have the power to make me stronger. And you always hold me down. Your intelligence is so attractive. I wish to see you in white gown. All the words you speak, And the way you believe in me. Cures my mind from thoughts of quitting. And when you kiss me, honestly, in that moment, I lose the many other memories. As we look up at the clock, The time is running late. But we fall asleep again, In each others' arms is our fate... ...laying in this sleep state.  stuck in this sleepy state,...

Lacking Substance / Mental Pictures

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LACKING SUBSTANCE. Party Girl. Living in her own [party] world. Drugs in her body make her feel like she has it all. But her life is lacking substance, like these impure white lines. Heart struggles to be healed, from getting broken so many times. She lacks substance! So to fill it she does white, *Sniff, sniff.* She snorts away her whole life "Sorry for being real. Sorry for making promises. Sorry you can't heal. You're nobodys second option" She done heard so much of that, She rather just live her life. She makes plans for the day, That contrast the night. & She arrives, in a dress that contrast her heels. Club Night. She just tryna get healed. 8 glasses got her faded. 9 more and she's done. She on the dance floor naked. In her eyes is the sun. Like ice on a curvy road. Lacking substance, Tryna move. Like a rose in the sand, Roots do not last long. So what she's taught i...

IM A FOOL.[freestyle coming SOON]

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Adele - Hometown Glory...

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ONE of my FAVORITE songs by her. may do a cover / rap so stay tuned.  love yall .

Realizations

[if you know the rappers; schoolboy Q  or Kendrick Lamar, then you'll get the flow of this whole thing.  if not, just read it still and tell me what you think.] Looking in the mirror, I love what I see now, Dreams so close, Guess all I got to do is reach. God is my professor; so I practice what he teach. And I don’t be messing’ with these girls; All they wanting’ is the D. No OFFENSE, but they never wanted me. Until I had a couple 100s -Now they bowing at my feet - Please! I ain’t got time to be being played. You wasn’t with me during the struggle, You wasn’t here when the skies was gray. NOW! I realize who was there all along, Back in the days when I was feeling so alone. And when we had conversations, signal never faded like a phone. I Realize He was the motivation behind every poem. Behind every song That I ever wrote; and He is all the reason why I never had to tote – guns and lie in my music Like how some do it. I kept it ...

Concrete Rose

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Let me tell you about a rose. Up out of concrete; it grows, Proving nature wrong. Learned to walk on its own feet, to gain vision of the world it stood on its tip toes. Funny it seems but by keeping its dreams, it learned to breathe fresh air, in a polluted society. Long live that CONCRETE ROSE, although not everyone cared. Long live the rose even when no one was there... ~Elijah Predeoux