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Apr 2018
To be confused
Since the womb days/
I move
Loosely /
Thru theses beats
I wonder how many
Soldiers i can defeat /
shadows creep
When i weep
of The life that
reaks/
So to speak
I flick the bic
that clinks a
spark to
release /
My darkness thoughts /
That I defeat /
Its manifique /
Oh so discreet
Like my life to live
to make ends meat/
Move thru the streets
Switching sheets
On repeat /
My soul yells
To dispels spells
My enemies use
at their peaks/
Whatch em retreat
As if gravity
Moved to a 90 degree/
Im the top pedigree
Make my presence aware Of me
The **** is scary
My fury runs well deep/
But i refuse to remove
These shoes ive abused /
Its like the old news smells
Brewing in twos
And i cant tell if its old cheese
Or tofu /
Yet i dont eat neither
Guess i need a blues clue/
i wear my past like a cape
Because it reminds me
what made me great
Or at least when i wanna escape
The clutches of fate
As time dissipates/
Yet im always late
To the flights that i create
Though it makes me appreciate
The people in my life
Even though we cant communicate/
Shaquille Reid
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Shaquille Reid  25/M/Fl
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