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It was the middle of the night
I saw this girl dressed in white
She was sitting on the road alone
So i came closer to ask her whats wrong
I approched and placed my hand on her arm
"Hey there lady i mean no harm"
She seemd careless crying like a little kid
Before i had time to say anything else
A guy came out of nowhere with a gun pointing to my head
Then the girl started to laugh
They took my money
They took my keys
And left me in the middle of the street

I tried to help but i got scammed

A couple of days later i get this call
It was the police they had found my car

With two dead body inside

Death Cause : Overdose

It looks like those two robbed me to buy some drugs...


Words Of Harfouchism
Sometimes it's better to mind our own business
What goes around comes around
 Nov 2014 Cheonsa Jang
Eman
I see a world so hungry
Like god created the starving
And, not our greedy marring
One day this world will eat us
Innocent or guilty you must plead
This world is a monster you cannot feed
No words describing it are easy to read
In a world where only evil is feeding the ones in need
In a world that is taking everything you breed
We created a world we can never fit in
A place that gathers every single sin
The ones you commit and the ones you keep within
Some say you can keep everything away from this monster
Marry the devil commit to him and sing
Make him laugh a lifetime in a day
And, he'll give you the sacred ring
This human world is tragic! Look around you!
This human world is evil. (Capitalism)
 Oct 2014 Cheonsa Jang
Razbliuto
Ang hirap kasi satin,
Hindi tayo maka-move on.

Buti pa ang mga nasalanta ng bagyo,
marunong mag-move on.

Eh tayo?
Please. 'Wag na nating hintayin ang bagyo.
 Oct 2014 Cheonsa Jang
Razbliuto
Ang hirap makipag-sabayan.

Sino ba sya? Sino ba ako?

Isang batikang manunulat.

Isang hamak na nagsusulat.


Ang hirap makipag-sabayan.

Siya'y karagatan, ako'y patak ng ulan;

Umaalon, walang hanggan.

Isang butil, panandalian.


Ang hirap makipag-sabayan.

Sino ba kami sa buhay mo?

Siya na may matalinhagang mga salita.

Ako na salat sa banyagang wika.
Wrote this a couple of months ago. Nung mga panahong sinasapian pa ako ng insecurity. Ay, oo nga pala, salamat gurl. Thanks for calling me a btch.
You left her
                                                 There.
        And she stayed.
        And all alone she sat
        All the way over
                                                  There.
   ­     And no one over
Here
         Ever noticed when
         The girl over
                                                   There
         Started to
                              F
                                ­ a
                                    l
                         ­              l
         When she went  S p l a t
          No one
Here
          Noticed.
          No one saw
          Because the girl over
                                                   There
           Landed over
                                                    There
  ­          After the
                              F
                             ­    a
                                    l
                         ­              l
Hey it *****. But my brain ***** right now. I'll delete this but i wanted to put something out here today. I thought it was better before i actually wrote it out.
Family needs to stick together
Through the tough, hard times
When it rains at night
Family needs to stick together
Like birds of a feather
Peas in a pod
Family needs to stick together
As I look around
I realize
That I am
A mess
All over the ground
Broken still
Oh how it kills
To even smile.
I cant. Don't save, just break.
She’s walking this lonely road
Her passion turns to coal
The madness is taking over
The love thing is getting old
Her heart starts to shatter
As her truth start to unfold
Never realize she was selling her youth
For her gold
Her tattoos match her personality
They tell her they love her but here comes reality
She’s a *** she’s a **** she’s a masterpiece
  But Picasso couldn’t live to stroke that catastrophe
-jeffrey A

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