Black Poetry : Gold stuck to his feet

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  1. tay_tay225

    tay_tay225 Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    (I'm not sure how much sense this actually makes, but I wrote it about my annoyingly insecure ex.)
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    You walk around here with your head in the clouds
    Putting all of those people down and you're just so proud
    One minute you're black, the next you're not
    Those were YOUR words, my friend, and they're all you've got.
    I can't stand the way you try to hide your insecurities
    By sticking up your nose as if you're some type of king
    When the problem is you and the way you lie to yourself.
    You want to get by living only because of your wealth.
    And I see the way you want attention, jumping from girl to girl
    Sometimes just watching you makes me want to hurl.
    I'm trying not to abandon you like you should probably think I will
    I hear your cries - just waiting for you to have your fill.
    Keep it up and you'll find yourself alone on the streets
    Still an ignorant man who thinks he's got gold stuck to his feet.
     
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    $$RICH$$ Lyon King Admin. STAFF

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    reminds me of someone i know...yeap it make all the sense in the world
     
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    Nice Flow
    It makes sense.
    Blind to those who care
    Got everything he believes he needs
    The truth is he is afraid...traveling flower to flower
    Insecure not knowing or willing to trust and will be alone in the end.

    Keep sharing
     
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