"MY LITTLE PIECE OF .COM"
Monday, October 13, 2014
crash!
I'm back n backs safe from front to back. The mans been stacked up n every so often attacked n mugged for the stash. From the past to the now showin self how to be proud was a task. Wow, gashes stretched into scars as the frown pounds depths at the point of impact. Crash! Time moves so fast. Yet bein grown ain't all that much fun as the mind spins. It's more elementary n this world that lacks the understandin between trailer park n doin part. Gone to be undertaken as the mark shows we r jus so thin. Tart to the tongue a nigger doesn't carry a color yet have a place were they've been. Start to finish who's the degenerate bein from where birth to where they're said to belong? Molded along side of lifes slack in ability cuz attention isn't given to the facts. Jus acts of plagiarism in a sense of copy cats monkeying a see puttin in the dues irritatin the rash. Fittin into societies contrast as hand to hand combat isn't always physically that. Lost, once upon a time even I blended in n fell in the cracks.
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