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What is this that I'm feeling
This is too good i might be dreaming
We went rogue on a secret mission to be together,
Forever, crossed fingers,
Call me up whenever and I'll answer
Invite me over I'll be there even faster
Need to vent talk to me and we'll chatter
About whatever
Unload unto me no questions asked
I'll be here to listen and understand
Let it be known that I'm your biggest fan
And I hope that you're mine too
There ain't a thing I wouldn't do
For you its true because I love you
This was originally part of my first punching bag poem but for some reason I had decided to take it out but since the first one did fairly well I'm just gonna add the other half. I also did change and add a few things to this half.
Julio Lopez Oct 2018
I don't got a heart
I got a punching bag
Come and hit it if you with it
It won't make me sad-
der
As a matter of fact it won't even make mad
Girl I got a punching bag
Rolling down Ocean soon we'll be blunt smoking
Toking, you know that talk that I'm talking
She a stoner like me, yeah she rolling easy
Riding with me for the time being
She has got my heart beating
She has got my bag swinging
Julio Lopez Mar 2018
I don't feel the
I don't feel the
I don't feel the pain no more
I don't feel the need to lie no more
I can not take this no more
Drank in my cup I need some more
Whatever liquor, I don't care
Just pour, pour, pour some more
Drinking till I end up on the floor
Pain in my eyes
Homie they don't lie
Praying to a nobody in the sky
Deadbeat God tell me why
You created a world where evil thrives
And not one where the good outshines
Ohh tell me why
You let all these innocent children die
I'm on the ropes
I'm pouring out my soul
I feel so alone.
I'm searching for hope.
Julio Lopez Jan 2018
Money...
Money...
Money...
Breaking back for you
Oh money...
Brother getting locked up  (yeah)
For money...
People getting shot up (Yeah)
For money...
Megacorps run America.. (Yeah)
We all struggling, trying to make ends meet
These days it rarely sunny
Ain't sick but my nose is runny
These tuition rates is stunning
Better days, hopefully coming
A dollar rules our lives its funny
Until its not and its scary, very
So tell me, whats the difference between you and me
There ain't nothing really its silly
How the color of our skin really matter
Lets change that and make the future better
That's my goal lets all contribute
In college I'm on my grind
good girls, so hard to find
people come and go
but the real ones staying close
Speaking my mind
Don't care if you mind
Your mind is weak
I'm Einstein on the beat
Who so happens to be from the street
Alert every second even while asleep
Realized this ain't the life for me
I'm gone
Money...
Money...
Money...
Breaking back for you
Oh money...
Brother getting locked up  (yeah)
For money...
People getting shot up (Yeah)
For money...
Megacorps run America.. (Yeah)

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