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Jun 27, 2002
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heres a poem i wrote




The deep chocolate essense that cleanses the soul
the release of inner energy
The aroma of excretion in the air..
the fields are vivid with new bloomed dingleberries
the sensual sulphur that fills the air....
The inner constipation of many souls worldwide....



yeah thats the one that won
me the Maya Angelou award....
 
May 11, 2002
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If I Fail

If in my quest to achieve my goals
I Stumble or crumble and lose my soul
Those that knew me would easily co-sign
There was never a life as hard as mine
No father - No money - No chance and No guide
I only follow my voice inside
If it guides me wrong and I do not win
I'll learn from my mistakes and try 2 achieve again

- Tupac Shakur
 
May 11, 2002
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Sometimes I Cry

Sometimes when I'm alone
I cry because I'm on my own
The tears I cry R bitter and warm
They flow with life but take no form
I cry because my hear is torn
and I find it difficult to carry on
if I had an ear 2 confide in
I would cry among my treasured friends
But who do u know that stops that long
To help another carry on
The world moves fast and it would rather pass u by
Than 2 stop and c what makes u cry
It's painful and sad and sometimes I cry
and no one cares about why.

- Tupac Shakur
 
Jul 21, 2003
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life full of struggles

life full of struggles
age of 13 had to start my hustle
wanted to make my pockets bubble
same tyme make my money double
just like a football game
trying to score not to fumble
growing up on the streets of northern cali
where i was exposed to game including
everything from gangs,187's, and drugs
everyday i woke up
thats what me my brother cuzins and homies was facin
some tymes a homey would come up missplacin
 
May 13, 2002
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#12
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Oh my, lump in the bed
How I've missed you.
Roses are redder
Bluer am I
Seeing you kissed by that charming French guy.
The dogs and the cat, they missed you too
Barney's still mad you dropped him, he ate your shoe
The distance, my dear, has been such a barrier
Next time you want an adventure, just land on a carrier.

—G.W. Bush, 2003


The greatest poet of our time, G. Dub




(I really wish I could say that was fake)