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-Revision I- It was brought to my attention that even though these are poems and are for entertainment they are still connected to me. Meaning, that these poems are connected to “real world events” that have happened or is premeditated for future use. That being said, even though everything is connected to real world events, they should be disregarded as nothing more than a real life emotional connection to improve the quality of the material being read. In conclusion, all concerns, questions, and “legal” issues should be sent by email; any other way of contact being referred to my poems will be referred to this disclaimer and revision and/or can be ignored. Thank you for your understanding and enjoy.

Push to pull, and pull to push-still aint smoked that Kush
But this aint no rap or about weed or that tush
This is about my life and about my strife
my door, window, and sometimes my knife

Speaking of which let me tell you about this bitch
her name is L!Fe, now meet the girl who made her into nothing more than just a twitch
An angel yet a devil to those of many
cost more than just a pretty penny <3

But we blew up and now I grew up!
and yet in my eyes still an innocent ‘pup…
We were like the dirtiest pearl in the light
but yet we still glowed in the darkest night
We came through it, even our ugliest fight

But I can’t stay on it, I got to lift my chin
go on with my life, but god damn it I miss the kissin
still holdin on I guess, back and forth-clock still tickin
I scream then stop, no blood or even a thought astray. yet I look and I’m still livin, still planning on having Kin; still waiting on what to do before F!n. I go on and in the woods…you listenin?

step forward and take it all at once
fall down and stay there, been that way for months
Every time I look back I feel so much pain
you did this damn it, you got this poison in my veins!
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Darkness go, go away-I don’t want to stay!
It was imperfect, but just so, together like clay
could we bake if we were away, a maybe-may
How did it get to you, what they do and say

But not a drop of blood or a thought gone or astray so I’m fine
But the pain and all the darkness is just about to cross the line.
A thought astray is when I give, when I give my mind
A drop will become many over what is precious, my time

Not meant to last, all in the past, but I can’t slump in this dump-time to move on
But during it all, during fall; we gibber back and forth, confused-who’s the con?
Wanted it this way, the way I am? No
Have to start moving before I reach a new low

But before F!n, bye, chow, and before I go
I got a story for you, for what I’d do, and what will go on, one thing is that crow
But yet even I didn’t read the fucking title
I guess paying attention for here, now, and forward…is vital