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Dec 2017
Guided by the divine

I move in spaces without time

In so many words

I’ll tell you that I’m fine

Smoking this slow death

With a solo cup

Full of liquid that only gets better with time,

The wild haired baby preacher

Part time lady pleaser

Never too good for lil Ceasars

After a long night of love songs

And unforced bonds

Til this day I hold my tongue

…I shall never speak the words of hate

I often still feel cursed

It just may be my fate

To build bridges over water

I’ll never swim again

Came a long way

From blowing in the wind

And now I hardly rock with anyone

Cause I don’t have time to play pretend,

Being my brothers keeper

And my moms first speaker

I have alot on my plate

So I really can’t relax

If Blue Benjamin’s

Aren’t in my account by friday..

I smile now

When Ï see my moms face

Cause she really all I got,

But I wish

I could go back

To when we would just couch kick it


To that night you was pink blouse trippin


To when me and the homies

Would just mob down battle creek

Looking for a ray of sunshine

And a plug to cop some ****,

Yeah I know **** ain’t same

The world feels different by the day

And at this point all I can say

Is I hope you haven’t lost your way..
Camaury Robinson
Written by
Camaury Robinson  Atlanta, GA
(Atlanta, GA)   
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