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Apr 2016
My Rhime
by Austin SlimKwAgGa Trimmel

I feel dead
When my ink die
No pulse when I eat instead
Of writing all these rhimes
For this is my time
This is my life
This is my rhime

So whenever you hear
The sound of my voice
I expecteth not a cheer
But for y'all to rejoice
For this moment is mine
And this my life
This is my rhime

Poetic Justice all scripted
Hence I play words like a harp
Every pen that I scribble
Ink flow like blood of the heart
And this A4
Is my stage
And at this stage
I'm stepping affore
For this is my time
This is my life
This is my rhime

My pencil point broken
This is my point spoken
Everytime I write
Whenever I rhime
I feel alive !!!!!
So hear me out world
I'm scripting my words
For this is my time
This is my life
This is my rhime

For this moment is mine
And this my life
This is my rhime


PoeTic JusTice
something I did at a show.....

#Humble
Austin Tony Trimmel
Written by
Austin Tony Trimmel  Heidelberg WC SA
(Heidelberg WC SA)   
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