This is dedicated to Estaveo, my sexy friend.
Cause I'm black and white,
drawn with fine lines.
Like a withered flower i go unnoticed,
like a crumpled love note without a second read.
But i guess it's okay, i'll be fine.
I am nobody's but mine.
What should really be on your playlist today..
Matchbox twenty
click
Happy father's day pops. I love you
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dis poem is 14 yrs frm nw expressing da painful days....jus wanna share it wif u....=D
~i deny the legacy~
my land bright summer
shot decades ground not a drop of tear
this song is mine
it made so i sing
with Him approve no remedy done alone
my back watched i'm never alone
the rides outside this glass owned
this stash belonged
the air is mine
stronger ego grew
life change i should have knew
recalled belt smacks tore my flesh
bastards gone sadly to hell with no cash
joker suicide into
so bore another Pinto
all were soldier
different was clear i am warrior
i am what i am
fuck the legacy
i represent me
forgive my tongue its clever
i inherit the temper
remember?-estaveo j.p
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