Black Poetry : TEMPTATION

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  1. $$RICH$$

    $$RICH$$ Lyon King Admin. STAFF

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    u tempest me at da helms of my morrow

    lonely days before me against thou sorrow
    I loom in da mist of what's ahead
    forth behold my script not dead

    It's o'kay to dame me in da temple of doom
    but on da walls my scribe will forever bloom
    whom art my eyez may cry
    beatin of thou heart soon to die

    Temptation is greater then truth
    words runneth which art loose
    saddle thee , forth da ride is near
    soon unbound da coming wit fear

    Stain glass reflection image
    tempest of love now life blemish
    cuddle me , behold my spirit
    I soth my oats wit greatest merits

    Da temptation of confession
    sure rise me, so my heart speaketh
    as da mind reveal what's not spoken
    free me ! free me .[/CENTER​


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    this sure says alot in a around about way i must say....deeply flet my friend keep on writing so i can kep on reading....
     
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    It's like a maze of what is and what's not that leaves da mind wondering
    thank you for the visit and understanding this crazy thought
     
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