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Jay  Jul 2013
balence
Jay Jul 2013
Balanced  on beams Of light that hang over A pit filled with shadows danceing like the sun he fears the drop but Longs for it to come
Eric Flaze Jul 2010
So many things in vain.
Taking a stop at my house so late.
Ready for the break down and I'm sorry.
That it's coming.
But i won't let it shut me out.
If only this one voice i can shout.
I swear it'll come to the crowd.
I wanna be heard.
So i can know im alive.
I was birthed.
Now it's time to be admired.

Chorus
Here i am
Finding que's to begin.
Don't have a clue who I've been
Waiting to rid my sin.
Sick of stumbling, Trippin.
Don't ever listen.
Too instuctions.
So understand.
When i disappear.
It's for a reason.
And theres no peace in these excuses.
Do you hear me?
That's the question of this creation, that you made.


It's gotta get better than this.
Don't let my eyes get tired.
Have the wrinkles fade to gray.
The way my hair is when i come to the hundreds.
Is there more out there.
Can we prepare and not scared.
Have we feared that salvation ain't coming
any moment too soon.
Blow some hope in these bones.
Plagues of joy needs to whisper to my shadows. 
Feel a little off balence.
Walking from my absence.

Chorus
Here i am
Finding que's to begin.
Don't have a clue who I've been
Waiting to rid my sin.
Sick of stumbling, Trippin.
Don't ever listen.
Too instuctions.
So understand.
When i disappear.
It's for a reason.
And theres no peace in these excuses.
Do you hear me?
That's the question of this creation, that you made.
THis is me debating existence.

Answer it if you can.
Give me a hand if you care.
As i enter in oblivioun.
Are you there.
Ready to bring me back to humanity.
I've heard im still the loser of the followers.
Even when i try to change them the rest who aren't breathing.
I get that they say im preachin about things i don't believe in.
Forgive me of hypocricy.

Chorus
Here i am
Finding que's to begin.
Don't have a clue who I've been
Waiting to rid my sin.
Sick of stumbling, Trippin.
Don't ever listen.
Too instuctions.
So understand.
When i disappear.
It's for a reason.
And theres no peace in these excuses.
Do you hear me?
That's the question of this creation, that you made.
This is me debating existence.

Say i walked away.
What if i never did.
WHere would i go if this happened.
How would fate leade me.


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West May 2019
I never, ever, want you to slow down, wait, or stop for me.
I want it to be the other way around-
I want to wait for you, hold the door for you,
run,
walk, and
stop for you.
One day, I'll gesture for you to walk above me,
on the sidewalk, or the concrete step, and I'll hold your hand- helping you balence as I wait in the street.
Not today. Probably not tomorrow.
But someday, I hope you'll let me put you
above me.
dennis drain  Oct 2020
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dennis drain Oct 2020
LookI've had a minute to think
I know it's only really been a cupple of weeks
But every moment I'm with you my heart feels weak
I ain't one to rush into nothin cuz to be honest I ain't nothin to keep
I got my demons and they settled in deep
I been doin time since I was thirteen
You can change me over night I'm sorry if tried
Ask anyone that knew me growing up if you wanna be by my side your really in for a ride
I know that I make life shine cuz I got a love for living life
That's what you love not this thuggin way I act or gangster way I Mac on you
Tellin you your body fine kissing on your neck holdin your *** like I'm holding on to life
I'm warning you now you gone learn what it is to live and die I'll make you smile when I'm around and when the twelve take me down I know you gonna cry
Just keep money on the books and answer the phone I wanna hear your voice your words warm my cold soul
Choppers blastin at the whip I'm sorry if I get hit
At my funeral burry me with a blunt keep polo G and ynw melly playin while they drop me in
Remember that i found you broken your ex man's is a fool
I wanna treat you to finer thing but **** theses streets have got me pinned
You ain't lived this life you that's good all I ever done is sin and rep for my homies that in the pen an for my family that believe in the cause it's can't stop won't stop till the better end
Brains blown out I'm starin this is life at it's end
Theses streets cold it's  90 degree weather an I'm shaking
My homies life was just taken that fentenal is gonna get us all RIP to the homies that lost the battle of addiction
Baby girl you don't know em but I know some real ones that lat in the earth
If you gonna stick around you need to understand
that I'ma die one day an I ain't gonna make to to see eighty three
It's a bullet or an OD that's gonna be the cause of my defeat
I'm trying change but theses chemicals balence me and theses lanes run there mouths and silent is something I can't be
It just takes that punk to nut yo and pull a trigger then boom I gone
What would you think?
I love you I truley do
I know I really barley know you and you ain't so sure about how beautiful you are but here to tell you
you got me goin crazy baby lats make one
I got a son how about a baby girl we talk about what to name our perfect peice of this world.
Don't be nervous I promise no matter what they'll be perfect
I got dreams of bein rich and famous on TV screans and stages
I don't know if it's gonna happen cuz I'm still used to trapping
beIN locked up is for the birds much love to homies behind locked doors u hope you see the gates soon
Baby you gotta understand I live one life you ain't never even heard half of I'll keep you safe ain't no man women or bullet gone graze your spirits
Gucci Loui prada baby let's get some designer on
Spend every dollar I got buying jewlery and shiny dimonds
Ten bands I'ma put that on my wrist
20 grand I'ma put that round your neck
Keep the feelings between us tight like you sqeezin my neck
In the bedroom you say I keep you wet
I like it when you keep me on the edge make me lust for your body make me fiend for your soul I swear you made the window in my heart grow whole
I can see your face when my eyes closed
Thuggin is the life I live pulling out sticks aimin at the ones that wishin us an early end
Opposition creepin round every corner man I swear
Treasure every moment this life ain't always fair
Bags pay the Bills so we living off of welfare
Felonies got the opportunities looking scarce  
No one wanna hire you when trappin is the only job you ever had
Robbin down the street man **** the other side we gonna take it all hope yall ****** die
Twenty-twenty me and my girl like bonnie and Clyde
I'ma gangsta she right by my side bands in the trunk I want my money high
Live this life with me and we can ****** shine
Trippin on these drugs I can see why my mother fried
We can smile for a while baby can you handle this
John Dewberry May 2019
Everything reflects
Everything reflects

Life is taken seriously
But we can’t be too cynical
Politics, media institutions
At points are hysterical
But how is it we’ve become so jaded
The laws we follow only reflect our ethics
But erhics wrent fully right

What about the human makes us complete?
Emotions?
Control?
Balence?
Understanding?

Easier terms and vanacular
Exist to
Reenvigorate
The spirt that we all understand
The spirt of connection
And the mastery of unity through compromise

The exploration and advancement of fallacy has gone on for too long

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