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sure

If you say so

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                                     why not ?

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What's the big deal ?

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I used to go to acting school

Tried to learn to play the part of a human being

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I wanted to play the part of a beautiful
Black goddess

Roaming naked in the holy mountains

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I wanted to show her in the sweat of sacred labor

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Her beautiful skin

The utter conviction of her brutal purity

Her fearless embrace of both life and death

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I got me a job as a short order cook in Harlem

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I used to love to watch the people walkin in the rain

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Really

There is too much death here

Too much pain

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I was standing on the Brooklyn bridge at midnight

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I thought

IT WOULDN'T REALLY BE THAT HARD TO CHANGE

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Sure

If you say so



                                                          ­ Why not ?            

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What's the big deal
DaSH the Hopeful Oct 2014
Generation Information:
Running 'round, drugs in cases
Even if ya hate ya placement
Time moves faster with some patience
Seniles claim *conspiracy;

Wonder what kinda bombs we makin'
FOURTEEN MILLION DIVORCED PARENTS
Raising kids who feel forsaken
Walking round with Glocks, hoping they don't get blammed next,
No Christmas anymore;
Santa Claus is hooked on *Xanax

And once you get outta Hell
Get framed and put in jail
Its hard to crawl from the bottom back up to the place you fell
We say we work in retail
But shoes ain't what we sell,
So please cover your ears
Don't listen to what we tell.
Children taught to be pitiless
**** anybody with viciousness
Shot too high
Expecting adults
And that's where the militias went
Murdered by a lonely kid who got no Love
Trained to pull a weapon if push comes to shove
Look up in the sky
They made Ravens outta doves
*Sinned so much, afraid to ask forgiveness from above
This is my Generation
DaSH the Hopeful Oct 2014
Something real in my vision
This lifes a head on collision
Subtext and sybolism
Society, and religion
Begging me to beg forgiveness
I never listen
To anything but my heart
And the art on my wall
Hung a bit odd
If one's standing out in the hall
Not ready to evolve
And enter the fog
Gods get lost in this dark
This amusement park with chairs that spark
Where the lights always die
In your eyes
And you stay locked under your skin
Paying for every sin
By being broken
And bent

From head on collisions

Colliding head on with the song in my soul though my flow I let you know I'm an honest man but don't **** me off I'll still ******* up like you're wet and soft like Lara croft but it's not for naught I'm lost but always found mainstream yet underground I'm a heavyweight lyrical boxer I contend pound for pound each round
DaSH the Hopeful Oct 2014
Memories
Hazy as the clouds you don't reside under
My eyes thunder with the possibility of seeing you
And the mist is from the realization I never will

Black silhouetted are the dreams,
That scream at me through windows
Like widows
Begging for their lovers to come home...
All so beautiful...
Like petals on headstones
Or blood on snow...
Nightmares remind me
My life was never a show.
I remember triggers and barrels,
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Screams and sparrows...

Blood spilled to keep blood concealed in the hearts I love
Are liters of my life well spent
The screams die down even in my own ears and silently I repent

The roses bloom,
In last winter's corpse.
Watch the strings on the loom,
They weave life's course.
Breathe in the same air ****** did,
Exhale the same breath Mother Theresa Had.
Accept the curse among the twigs,
For there are blessings to be had.
But never forget,
Any stone on that path.
Swallow regret,
We all wear a mask

**Carpe Diem
DaSH the Hopeful Oct 2014
Eyes closed
Walking into the dark
Holding out my hand
   And hoping for stabilty
               My faith extends beyond the black
              Into the pink of a sunrise I imagine seeing again
  I smile
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