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Dead Acquaintances

Thu, 26 Jan 2012 01:13:07 -0500

The homies,that were thought to be down with the flows of rivers, full of liquors, being quickly delivered, through the mouths, miles down, soon to surround the livers. The Homies who were supposed to take hits and blows,or better yet, taking shots for the designated driving niggas,taking shots for the educated thriving niggas,but then ended up being sippers. The Homies who would stand their ground with you when the Earth quaked and quivered,but then turned around right into the boldest snakes and lizards, now the coldest fakes and fibbers,with more frozen shoulders than skating figures,I mean figure skaters. The Homies who couldn’t be around me cuz they would ride the breaks,like waiting for Saturday,I guess my development was ahead of em,but I accept that concept, dumbest image,but i’ll just configure that picture later.

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Thu, 19 Jan 2012 15:26:32 -0500

Depth In Tone

Thu, 19 Jan 2012 15:05:13 -0500

Never initially took what was mine,but after the shares were split,i gathered watever was left to own.Diligently rhyming to the sound of my smoke detector tellin me the battery is low and my steadily ticking metronome.Hoping that time flies by along with the birds who shown me that they only can land on the sticks that were next to home.and innocent conversations with people who hid behind the lines of their eyes that only blink at scenes where their guilt was never known.Its all set in stone,with bones scattered around where the truth once lived and is now always left alone.They say never believe wat you watch on tv,but the opening premiere hid the important details,so we wait a week for a rerun episode where the rest was shown.