Submissions by Lassone
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I LIKE TO EXPRESS MYSELF WITH STRONG WORDS OFTEN FROM MY LIFE OR ME BEING THE VOICE OF OTHERS AROUND ME... I APPRECIATE PERSONAL EXPRESSIONS ...
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FUNERALS, LOCK DOORS, HIGH SPEEDS, GUN SMOKE/ THESE CLOUDY DAYS IM IN A MAZE BEING FORCED TO COPE
YESTERDAY I WAS IN A CAGE WATCHING TIME MOVE SLOW/ NEVER LEARN I'LL PROBABLY BURN IN A HELL WHEN I GO
TRYNA KEEP MY HEAD IN THE SKY SO HE CAN LOOK ME IN THE EYES AND SEE IM FLOODED INSIDE
MY HOMIE DIED TRYNA RUN FROM A JAIL CELL, THE COPS CHASED HIM TO DEATH,/IM GLAD HE DIDN'T HAVE KIDS BUT IF HE DID THEN HE WOULD HAVE BEEN THERE
THE LIFE I LIVE IN I SIN IN THE NAME OF SURVIVAL, THE FACE I SPIT IN IS ADVERSITIES, I GUESS I MURDERING TRIBULS........
YESTERDAY I WAS IN A CAGE WATCHING TIME MOVE SLOW/ NEVER LEARN I'LL PROBABLY BURN IN A HELL WHEN I GO
TRYNA KEEP MY HEAD IN THE SKY SO HE CAN LOOK ME IN THE EYES AND SEE IM FLOODED INSIDE
MY HOMIE DIED TRYNA RUN FROM A JAIL CELL, THE COPS CHASED HIM TO DEATH,/IM GLAD HE DIDN'T HAVE KIDS BUT IF HE DID THEN HE WOULD HAVE BEEN THERE
THE LIFE I LIVE IN I SIN IN THE NAME OF SURVIVAL, THE FACE I SPIT IN IS ADVERSITIES, I GUESS I MURDERING TRIBULS........
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A CONVERSATION WITH TIME
SO INCONSIDERATE, IMPATIENT, AND RUDE
OFTENTIMES I WONDER WHO IS IT THAT YOU HAVE TO ANSWER TO
AND IF IT"S TRUE THAT YOU HEAL ALL WOUNDS, THEN WHY DO I STILL FEEL PAIN FROM ALL THE LOVED ONES YOU TOOK TO THE TOMBS
KEEPING US ON OUR HILLS, SO SLOW WHEN WHEN IM IN SOLITUDE AND SPEEDING UP WHEN IM ENJOYING THE FEEL
INCONSIDERATE, IMPATIENT, WHY IS IT THAT YOU NEVER SLEEP. BRING RAIN EVERTIME AFTER THE SUN, THEN SUNSHINE AGAIN/ I GUESS YOU BITTER SWEET.
TIME I KNOW YOU'RE BUSY BUT I JUST HAVE A FEW MORE QUESTIONS BEFORE YOU WALK OUT THE DOE....HOLD ON WAIT...DAMN WHERE...
OFTENTIMES I WONDER WHO IS IT THAT YOU HAVE TO ANSWER TO
AND IF IT"S TRUE THAT YOU HEAL ALL WOUNDS, THEN WHY DO I STILL FEEL PAIN FROM ALL THE LOVED ONES YOU TOOK TO THE TOMBS
KEEPING US ON OUR HILLS, SO SLOW WHEN WHEN IM IN SOLITUDE AND SPEEDING UP WHEN IM ENJOYING THE FEEL
INCONSIDERATE, IMPATIENT, WHY IS IT THAT YOU NEVER SLEEP. BRING RAIN EVERTIME AFTER THE SUN, THEN SUNSHINE AGAIN/ I GUESS YOU BITTER SWEET.
TIME I KNOW YOU'RE BUSY BUT I JUST HAVE A FEW MORE QUESTIONS BEFORE YOU WALK OUT THE DOE....HOLD ON WAIT...DAMN WHERE...
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