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09-04-2008
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| Got it bad...
Burn Hurt Scorn Love Worry Lust Dirt Lies Cheat Heat Rage Hate Need Longing Disaster Respect Fear I need her Hate her Resent her Need her NEED HER She broke my heart Made me want to die Killed my dignity Ran to me just to disapear in my arms Raped my time Stole my life Crushed my hopes Locked away my desirers Made me go too far than left me alone Brought me back to reality with a CRASH I hate her Still I need her in this country to survive She controls my lively hood As she eats away at my life Spending my time trying to get her Enough of her to be saticfied If I ever get the chance I'll kill that bitch....$ money $ Jalili B. Jimiyu Yeah it's copyrighted 2008
__________________ "We may be investigated, incarcerated or murdered for the things we dare to write... But we are young and Black, fearless and free... Every poem, every incandescent word is a personal revolution" Celeste "ayasha" Golden (my queen rest well and I'll see you when I get there.) http://awrittenlifeapoeticsoul.blogspot.com/ www.themindkitchen.com  |
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