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This is war...Ripped dignity is all i have, along with the spear of articulation, the shield of ego, the gauntlet of arrogance, and the plate mail of innocence...This is war...
this war is no stranger to me, for as i plunge my spear into the heart of the ever deceiving horde of hypocrisy and lies, i continue to create vague excuses, and reasons to continue this long, tiring, and stressing battle of strength and wits between me and my worst nemesis...
my 'princess' awaits, across the wall of solace, awaiting to be rescued, and to be pulled out of Ignorance, and for onc
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Why not?Desires are immaterial,Why not?
In a place unknown to many, Stranger to most, Yet a distant relative
Of even those
Filled with wisdom And unconditional courage…
A place described as a Sorrowful, solemn, resolute End, to all Yet it’s now over rated to an extent Even I cannot comprehend…
As much as I am pregnant in
Love and emotion for those
Who have travelled to this ‘sanctuary’ I still ponder upon the whole idea Of this ‘system’ where no matter What happens, we ALL end up there. So why don&#
by ~axizOFalteration
if only...if only, i could rewind back time, i would stand in a different year, without shedding a tear, despite knowing the fact that you would not be here, and i would call you my 'dear', and live my life with a lesser pain from rejection, dejection and humiliation, but i can't...if only...
if only, i could take back the memories, that the counter-part refuses to reminisce, and remember, while totaly erasing, our pleasures, sufferings, promises, and so much more. i know we move on in life, and life goes on no matter what, but what is the point if
by ~axizOFalteration
Ghetto SouljaGhetto SouljaGhetto Soulja
The souljas get trained by the lieutenant The lieutenant get all his orders from the Captain General, when I was young I got drafted Sent to the army of me, those bastards Fallen soldiers my homies lay in caskets They couldn't survive the decieve just like these mother fuckers And I don't buy tickets from fellas But fellas be wolfin so I walk around with my AK-47 Some of my people was alive for my struggle But didn't live to see my success They wanted to see me make it but got stripped naked And laid in the morgue cause of death So now that I'm
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