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My story. - Thru my eyes.
« on: July 19, 2004, 05:10:47 PM »
Here is my life .. not todate.. but whats been happening.. i've had it hard... regardless to other peoples problems... now i have to let it go.. heres my memori..

I dont know where to start, coz theirs so many ways in.
A picture of a happy home, but god forgot to put the frame in.
Their was one thing missing, to make this dream complete.
It was to be told my purpose in life, to how i now walk in my feet.
Facing something i couldnt change, just to prove a point?
Bringing out the angel who now walks in human moving joints?
At the age of fourteen, my entire life came to a hault.
My mother and father gave up on eachother, felt as if it was my fault.
I gave my dad the option of chatting to more people and some new.
But it was to take forward the consequence of shit i was gonna get put thru.

Holding back the tears, as i closed my ears with the sound of my heart beat.
Covering my eyes from the fights, hid away in the corner between two seats.
A slap to send me back to my girlfriends house, left me distrought.
She ended up never seeing my struggle, so as i fell, myself i caught.
I was living in the middle of a boundary of lies i had to keep.
So i did my duty, went to my bedroom, to the pillow i just wheeped.
I now served a job, i wasnt meant to do but forced with the weight.
Deciding at an older age, who i wanted more which was a twist in fate.
I grew apart from one parent, but still kept intouch thru my career.
Thinking if i didnt keep my word, i would end up losing more tears.
To keep the atmosphere bareable, i had to lie to them both.
Being the messenger between parties, as if i had sweared it my oath.
Telling my friends of such a tragic life, they just immed and ard.
The didnt know what i was becoming, how living my life was so hard.
Mentally scared, from returning to my source of comfort, i was now barred.
Breaking my wrist in the park in the dark which was hanging on a tail-feather.
It was the only time, two front seats were filled, that brought them together.
Sometimes i went for a walk at night, to see where i could end up.
Told my dad a lie that i was out with friends, purely coz i was fed up.
Those where my quiet moments, the times when i reflected on my heart.
Where i then became tough, strong and wanted to correct where i got past.

"Son im leaving u" was the one thing that remains in my head to date.
My dad was a taxi driver, so id anticipate his return, worry if he was late.
Sorting out my clothes, i touched my robe, and a tear lined my shoulder.
To then being dragged home crying from a friends, as the night grew colder.
My mum flipped out on me that night, she made me walk home with my bike.
Not knowing now i was sixteen, and that i had some say and i had my rights.
My dad turned up picked us up, and was in a bad mood which i witnessed again.
A row after row, over time, the wall and corners became my closest friends.
Panic attacks filled me at night, because my soul was reaching for reasons.
I witnessed every mood change and situation during a chaning of seasons.
Shoved around the family, passing the buck until someone could put up with me.
Then i became more wise to peoples opinions, and then finally it all hit me..
To cut this life short in my ryhme, as i have to much to talk about..
This is a piece of excess scarring, a memori which now i can do without...

Thank You.. x
 

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Re: My story. - Thru my eyes.
« Reply #1 on: July 19, 2004, 06:33:34 PM »
Deep shit
 

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Re: My story. - Thru my eyes.
« Reply #2 on: July 19, 2004, 08:22:57 PM »

To cut this life short in my ryhme, as i have to much to talk about..
This is a piece of excess scarring, a memori which now i can do without...

I felt this lines Props
 

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Re: My story. - Thru my eyes.
« Reply #3 on: July 20, 2004, 04:39:27 AM »
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I dont know where to start, coz theirs so many ways in.
A picture of a happy home, but god forgot to put the frame in.
feelin this one, nice deep piece.
I once walked into a brothel with a honeycomb and a jackass...

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Re: My story. - Thru my eyes.
« Reply #4 on: July 20, 2004, 12:52:17 PM »
damn, its unbelievable how you can put that in such interesting and touching rhymez, its realy realy deep...
i liked the first linez, n the end, they r filled wid things that make you think about life, n its inpiration, thank you!
peace out, n keep it up!
i think everyone who read it can feel what you was about....lifes a struggle!
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Re: My story. - Thru my eyes.
« Reply #5 on: July 21, 2004, 12:20:03 PM »
I once walked into a brothel with a honeycomb and a jackass...

"Perhaps the most valuable result of all education is the ability to make yourself do the thing you have to do, when it ought to be done, whether you like it or not."


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Re: My story. - Thru my eyes.
« Reply #6 on: July 22, 2004, 11:32:24 AM »
DOPEEEEEEE!!!

Nice peice man!
 

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Re: My story. - Thru my eyes.
« Reply #7 on: July 22, 2004, 01:11:55 PM »
wonderful n dope piece....the first two linez are just...hm....tight

keep it up
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Re: My story. - Thru my eyes.
« Reply #8 on: July 23, 2004, 08:07:05 AM »
amazing piece
 

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Re: My story. - Thru my eyes.
« Reply #9 on: July 28, 2004, 03:50:16 PM »
Thanx peeps.. for u feedback.. appreciate this.. pains helped me become abetter person.. im picking up the pieces now.. .
 

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Re: My story. - Thru my eyes.
« Reply #10 on: July 28, 2004, 08:01:28 PM »
Woah man. Deep stuff. Props.
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