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The theme is stirring the heart.
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Thursday, October 27, 2011
Sunday, October 16, 2011
Wanting
I wanted you,
You acted like you wanted me too.
You lied and made me cry.
I always had a reason,
but you always had an excuse.
I have 2 choices,
I don’t know which one is right.
50/50 baby,
Do I give up or do I try try try?
The Golden Rapper
He starts Rappin’,
He’s in love with it now,
He needs to stay out,
Don’t pull the gun now.
He’s in love with it now,
He needs to stay out,
Don’t pull the gun now.
Now the man is in the bed,
And the one he loves is dead,
She’s laid down to rest,
Now he’s one of the best.
And the one he loves is dead,
She’s laid down to rest,
Now he’s one of the best.
He’s watchin’ her sleep,
Then he hears the door creak,
He’s in so much pain,
The man’s wearin’ a chain.
Then he hears the door creak,
He’s in so much pain,
The man’s wearin’ a chain.
He’s layin’ on the floor,
And watchin’ it pour,
It feels too warm,
He knows he won’t wake in the morn’.
And watchin’ it pour,
It feels too warm,
He knows he won’t wake in the morn’.
He has too much doubt,
The clock’s gonna run out,
He was wearin’ the crown,
But it’s over now.
The clock’s gonna run out,
He was wearin’ the crown,
But it’s over now.
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Thinking
Sometimes I lay in bed, knife in hand thinking...
Why am I here?
Why do I deserve this?
Why'd you treat me like that?
I don't want to see some bullshit excuse.
I'm writing this thinking...
Do I have a chance?
What can I do?
I don't want to hear it.
I close my eyes thinking...
Why are you worried about what others think?
Why does that matter?
If you really cared, it wouldn't.
I'm laying in bed, knife in hand, thinking...
Why am I here?
Why do I deserve this?
Why'd you treat me like that?
I don't want to see some bullshit excuse.
I'm writing this thinking...
Do I have a chance?
What can I do?
I don't want to hear it.
I close my eyes thinking...
Why are you worried about what others think?
Why does that matter?
If you really cared, it wouldn't.
I'm laying in bed, knife in hand, thinking...
Saturday, September 10, 2011
Thinking About You
You have to know I'm thinking about you like I know you're not thinking about me. You just up and left me one day unexpectedly and confused the shit out of everyone.
I'm thinking about you like...
nooses think about hanging like...
drummers think about banging
like gangsters thing about...banging...
I'm thinking about you like...
keyboards think about typing like...
mouses? think about clicking
like mice think about cheese...
like Packers fans think about cheese
I'm thinking about you like...
like lawn mowers think about grass
like druggies think about grass and
thinking about being high like...
a plane is thinking of flying high.
I'm thinking about you like...
why did you have to end things?
I thought we were a thing
I thought we would be together like...
cookies and milk like
rappers and hoes
like gardeners and hoes
I was thinking about...
holding hands with you
cuddling with you
holding you tight...never letting go
...but you decided to leave
I said I would give you another chance,
but you just said "not a chance"
You don't realize that you're missing out...
and when you do, you'll wonder why you wanted out.
I'm thinking about you like...
nooses think about hanging like...
drummers think about banging
like gangsters thing about...banging...
I'm thinking about you like...
keyboards think about typing like...
mouses? think about clicking
like mice think about cheese...
like Packers fans think about cheese
I'm thinking about you like...
like lawn mowers think about grass
like druggies think about grass and
thinking about being high like...
a plane is thinking of flying high.
I'm thinking about you like...
why did you have to end things?
I thought we were a thing
I thought we would be together like...
cookies and milk like
rappers and hoes
like gardeners and hoes
I was thinking about...
holding hands with you
cuddling with you
holding you tight...never letting go
...but you decided to leave
I said I would give you another chance,
but you just said "not a chance"
You don't realize that you're missing out...
and when you do, you'll wonder why you wanted out.
Love
Love is a bulletproof vest
Love is forgiving
Love is winning the Super Bowl
Love is a scarLove is a gushing wound
Love is like school. You're there to learn, but most of it won't ever come up again.
Love is hate...Love is never ending |
Love is like a dog
Love is caringLove is forgiving
Love is a promise that will never be broken
Love is Love
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Glennville
It's not about what you've done or where you've been. It's all about what you're doing, what you're going to do, where you're going to go, and who's with you. The past is the past, let it go. Forget about it. We all make mistakes, but we need to learn from them and move on. Some things take longer to get over, but you eventually will. Shit happens, just don't let it get to you.
Be yourself no matter where you are or who you're with. Don't be fake. If people don't like who you are, they're not worth it. That's their problem, not yours. Don't try to please everyone, you never will. Be who you want to be and don't change for anyone.
Be yourself no matter where you are or who you're with. Don't be fake. If people don't like who you are, they're not worth it. That's their problem, not yours. Don't try to please everyone, you never will. Be who you want to be and don't change for anyone.
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