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by John Dlyan Boone BABY   Feb 24, 2012


Death is like a Breath
Here one second gone the next,
Hate is like Fate its unpredictable,
Always feeling regret when i make a threat,
You think you is hood i think you is misunderstood,
You always being foul when you on the prowl,
Why you gotta be sour When you being empowered?
Actin like a devil cause you got the level,
At night you might have a fight if
you step in that light with those guys,
One thing i gotta admit though you is
true When you withdrew outta
that life you once knew.

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  • 12 years ago

    by DarkLight

    Yaa i do agree wit dat.nyc piece.

  • 12 years ago

    by Angel

    Wow i like it :) great read 5/5 :)

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    by Whispy.Gypsy

    Wow nice poem! 5/5

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