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Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Rodamental's Poetry ^_^


Separated from the high class looking DOWN on my low ass budgeting my minimum wage these are the harder days "the good old days" where are those days?
the harsh reality of living errie thing is a hustle so bump that honest living
addition help wud do sum justice but u have to kiss ass literally to get sum
rent is due seems lyke errie thing else iz increased except income that's wen the wind come and blow errie thing in its path the more struggles i face the more i begin to laugh out loud that is its time for biz i got sum kids mommy warned me itta b days lyke this as always i ignored her and her words went thru 1 ear and out the other u ask one another do we really love one another wat's the outcome and wen i think of strength i think of Brother Malcolm my messages being sent lyke text the mystical world we reside on i write 'cuz its free expression even i got debt bills in collection i'm expecting a better future if there's even one to come about i rather speak upon these issues these are the things i worry bout time don't pace... its velocity quick and u prolly thining if its not money who gives a shit i got a bone to pik critics and the damn public his rhymes melodic but wat about it the average listener don't LISTEN and the average person don't pay ATTENTION oblivious to it surroundings media brain washing heavy i kno these things "VIEWERS" u don't have to tell me!

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