A Poem by LivingDeath

my lil mexican friend wanted me to write her a song, so this is the result xP


I knew right from the start There was hope within your heart, (yeah) A feeling of redemption--- ---From resentments Fade to dark,--- In the past I fell apart These repentments lit a spark, Of relentless repercussions Like concussions in the park;

Do you hear it in the air This percussion--- ---Do you care, When I'm tryna write a rhythm But perfections really rare, Though I found it--- ---Please dont stare, She is standing over there, (yeah) My little meximidget Who I met from just a glare; (we) Turned a point into a pound On our way to find our sound, (yeah) From jammin in the playground Till you poured another round, It was you who had me found Picked me up from off the ground, When we're kickin like it's old school It's our fate to run this town; (for) We're not bound to our perceptions Like deceptions prophecy, Misdirecting by electing It's our life--- ---and how we breathe, It's our strife--- --- and how we seize it Don't stop now just keep believing, When the ends about beginning Don't be grieving for me leaving;

~~~[chorus]~~~ Cause it's all about the days We refused to ever change, So inflated--- ---We were faded Getting smoked up in the rain, THC is in my veins Discombobulate my brain, (yeah) It's not about the victories But the battles that we waged, All the parties that we'd rage Smashed or krunk we'd misbehave, (yeah) A t***y for an eye Don't ask why--- ---Just rave! It's all because of Bakerview Too baked to view--- ---But thats okay, I met my mexi sister And that is what I'm hear to say!

© 2015 LivingDeath

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Reading this I think I almost got the beat. Just keep writing and growing in your writes. Valentine

Posted 6 Years Ago

Nice flow of thoughts and I like the feel and emotion of the words. Good to know friendship and laughter.
You honored your friend and yourself with the amazing poetry.

Posted 6 Years Ago

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Added on January 9, 2015
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