grillz
Joined: May 11 2008
Poems: 5
Comments: 2
Location: CALIFAS |
 Posted: Fri, Jun 06 2008, 4:27 AM |
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Blood on my bat,
Coming from my own raza,
Fearing about my life,
As I walk down my own street,
Carrying knives,
For protection,
Scared for mi familia,
As I slowly turn,
From a child into a gangster,
Hating myself inside,
To expose them to this mindless violence,
Of killing mi unica raza,
Scared that I might have wounded part of mi familia,
Or worse even killed them,
Tears embedded into my heart,
As I slowly watch mis homies,
Die one by one,
Worried that I might be the next one in line,
As I keep on playing this mindless game of live or die,
Not being able to find a way out,
To save my soul from hell.
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