Growing in my words
By Canon
I've grown extremeley, since my first, "what u do 2 me" To now with "poets death bed", maybe you can see I feel differently about my life since I started to write But not so much that im no longer kind or polite But when I write my words I throw all that out the door I dig into my soul for what I write, down to the core Pull words out through my hand, then to the pen, down to the paper I like to think of my self as the one and only mad rapper, dirty caper If anyone dis likes the way I write, thats fine cus I dont like you neither I forget about you, pick up my pen like its my mind bleeder Written September 6th, 2001 © on Sep 06 2001 05:50 AM PST, Joshua 0 • 10
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"I've grown extremeley, since my first, "what u do 2 me"..."