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IsReaL E Summers Dec 2014
Peace on your head,
Brother
I Love you.
We Love you.
PEACE


















YOU HEARD WHAT I SAID.
WITHOUT HIM I WOULD BE DEAD
nah
No im not deaf
Place treble cleff
Im not the best but one day I hope to be the best that I can be. That we can be, be free. NO SEE we are one and of one blood you YOU HERE ME SON said we are one we ONE STAR the son  we need the blood I see the son  BLINDING EYES im fighting lies
inside my mind i hide the blind. Like playing poker but the river is only mine imtryin to find;
A doubtfull shadow in a drought over overexposure in a year boutes
ROUND 1
HERE ME CLEARY  MY SON
ears and eyes can be numb
Steady ******* my thumb
Heres the truck and it runs
Spill my ill from this quill bleed a vision
Instill?
Piledrive at the mill
Robots is Optomis drilled
Pills and pharmacists ****
Im just a kid when it comes to this
But poetry is this is
Hope you dont miss this
TWIST IT UP IF YOU WANT
To do it thru it we **** hate
And Love is my median
No not a comedian
Just meditate
I see a dream and it's color blind
I said the gun is thiers and im right
We SOLD YOU RIGHT!?

IM COLD AS ICE.
but hold it tight.
I speak too boldy right.
Seams white is not the light?
Mold me and soul the frieght
GHOST IS A SOLDIER NIGHT
hahha ^-^
                          **hahha love ya Brother
Just trying to flow with a fellow BElieVER. In poetry and the power of Love. (In poetrys artform)
day turns into night,
the lights go out as a candle is lit,
temptaition is breaking on me,
dripping sweat,
caressing her every curve,
heart pounding,
hands shaking,
lips moving,
her hair with the sweet scent of,
mind wandering,
room spinning with the thought of,
our bodys move in sync with a symphany orctestra,
high then low,
intertwind like a treble cleff,
left then right,  
grabbing,
pulling,
biting,
the music plays louder and louder,
what is this to become of,
and what is the word im thinking of.........
Banker, 2010

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