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 May 2014 Fenix Flight
Poetic T
Life has many roots we take a
step left, we step right, each is
like the branches of a tree each
will grow in a different direction.

Some branches grow weak over
time and die, where others will
branch off with each different
direction we take, fruit will grow
where the paths stepped correct,
but when stepped wrong the fruit
is rotten and will fall to the floor.

Are lives can grow in many ways,
it can flourish grow strong, but
we can misstep just once and be
the fruit that lies discarded rotten
on the floor could be what becomes
of our life, we grow no more..
My kid just told me that I ****
So why do I have the urge to bite him?
I use to be lost
an orphan in this world
But then he came around
Magnum
to the mother ******* rescue

He took me under his wing
his black ***** tattered wing

then they started to come

Angel
Broken little doll
with a face so sweet
you wouldnt believe it
when she stabbed you in the back
without a blink of those big doe eyes


Java
****** up
on drugs
Oh he and I would tousle
Did I ever mention
how much I hate him

Gemini
Tough ***** she is
challenged me everwhere I went
My bride to be

POP
**** HIM
If he doesnt stop
that incessant popping Noise
I will POP
him in the **** nose

Twittle
Fiesty spanish gay boy
He is one of the rare people
to make me smile
Glad he's mine

Pandora
She came last to
our broken little family
Pushing me to my limits
Not letting anything slide
I would protect her
with this Pathtic life I have

All these ****** up
individuals
are the only
family I have left

Protecting them
is what I do best
Probably the most emotions you'll see from me
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