Black Poetry : scared

Discussion in 'Black Poetry - Get Your Flow On!' started by diva08, Aug 27, 2001.

  1. diva08

    diva08 Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    so afraid to die
    that you don't live

    so afraid to lose
    that you don't give

    praying for more time
    when you're not promised a thing

    not knowing what
    the next second will bring

    reminded of my mortality
    when my mirror crashed to the ground

    i thought we could be friends
    when my time came around...

    i'm scared because you're gone
    and i might be too

    death didn't discriminate
    there was nothing special about you

    just because you sang
    just because you danced

    your platinum records and grammys
    didn't mean you had a better chance

    at not being the beautiful girl in the casket
    whose face i can't forget

    now i'm scared to live
    'cause i'm not ready to die yet...

    rip

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  2. Heartbeat

    Heartbeat Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    So deep Ms Diva...so you. Thanks for this mortal reminder of the thinnest of lines.

    BE
     
  3. cocobutterskyn

    cocobutterskyn Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Diva,

    DEATHLY REAL! There is only one criteria for death, life! Nothing special, nothing great. EVERYONE is EQUAL in death. I'm in check. Thanks

    Madd Sistahly Love:heart:
    CCBSKYN
     
  4. Hunter

    Hunter Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Yet...I know that in those final moments...she saw the face of God and smiled...and make no mistake...the plane crashed right on time....but ohhhh how inconvenient for us...we do not control heavenly forces....in the end...it is the forces that be...that controls us. All that she was meant to be....she was.

    *RIP-A*
     
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