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Metamorphosis I break my life down in stages,
cause I'm changing, feel like I'm going through some phases,
My inner rage, just wants to be let out its cage, The
Last 20 years of my life has been a daze,
Trapped in maze, don't know the hour or the day,
right now I wanna smoke some herb but instead I pray,
I'm not stressing petty things I will be okay
I'm a Last of A Dying Breed
to the grave.
© 2013
One Life To Live, One day I'll die,
open your eyes and Look to the sky,
now that's a high, I could never reach even
if I hit my peak, some people want us dead
we a last of a dying breed, L.A.D.B,
my future was looking bleak,
but I got down my knees
and prayed to G.O.D,
Father forgive me
I'm repenting for the selfish deeds
of my past and present,
chasing freaks and rolling trees,
only sixteen,
popping bottles of the Hennessy,
exposed to the fast life fueled by ecstasy,
I never planned to quit my school and earn a G.E.D,
growing up I had goals and I had dreams,
then life slowed down all my friends were dope fiends,
some are locked up and some jammed in between,
rehabilitation over incarceration,
now I live sober a life, my wife's my motivation, my inspiration and every day's a celebration,
GOD grants second chances if you dedicated,
1life 2live bless the mic, while the earth shaking,
the past repeats itself, I hope you learned
something from me, I hope you learn something from me.
Life Is Precious.
© 2013
They victimize the victims and
they glorify the killers
yet don't realize what symptoms
has the youngsters pulling triggers
Little girls becoming strippers
just so they can make some figures
guess they missed the bigger picture
My knowledge helps reconsider
A country man at heart
with street smarts like city slickers
I'll leave you looking ignorant
you think that I'm a ******
The last man to **** his own people
name was ******.
I'm more mysterious then that
compare to Jack the Ripper.
 Nov 2013 Yates
Allen Wilbert
Welcome

Welcome to the darkness of my mind,
always mean, but sometimes kind.
A little nice and a lot of naughty,
the devil himself has paid for and done me doggy.
Welcome to the beating of my heart,
cold as ice and never again will be torn apart.
No woman will ever again break,
no more bleeding, no more ache.
Welcome to my hollowed soul,
highway to hell has no toll.
You just follow the fire filled road,
wish I could take back what I sold.
Welcome to the world of hell,
had no choice, I just fell.
The little kindness I had, is all gone,
assuming this is where I belong.
Welcome to my nightmare of my dream,
wake me up before I scream.
With the devil, I tried to convince,
but after all, he is the darkened prince.
Welcome to my final resting place,
down here, there is plenty of space.
This is where, I will spend my eternity,
how long I'll be here is an uncertainty.
Welcome to the home I live,
no more receiving, you only give.
Down here nobody floats,
but you do bend over for ***** goats.
Welcome to my writing style,
its been this way for awhile.
If it's good give it a like,
or you'll be headed down a heated pike.
Welcome to the end of the rhyme,
try and read, if you got the time.
Until we meet again my friend,
this tall tale must come to an end.
Crazy* is nearly always a prerequisite for *Fascinating
That isn't to say that all crazy is desirable, nor that all fascinations are insane.
It can be important to have capacity for Wrath
but it's always important to not use it to it's full potential.
 Nov 2013 Yates
Guss
Mind is melding
Molding man to mutt.
And sea is churning
solid shut.

So stop your dancing Picallo.
Ill let you know
when it's time to go.

Defining self
seems plausible,
improbable,
illogical,
and most easily psychological.

Time is flying
as time grows older.
Riding bike
and falling over.
Time is now
and time is over.
Always looking
over shoulder.

Then, I picked my pieces back up off the ground.
Proving grounds
proved me grounded.
Each bone ringing
hollow sounding.
Man starts singing
leaping, bounding.
Ten fingers clinging,
you’ll stick around
to see man crowned.
Underneath compound
to new found pound
which is grave mound.
Then, I AM FOUND
by accident of ultrasound.
 Nov 2013 Yates
Guss
#MugglePorn
 Nov 2013 Yates
Guss
In Twenty thirteen
I learned to learn
And I learned to lean.
Mark off
The check box.
Mach 2.
Chicken pox.
We're Slowing down
away from the frown.
Back in town,
then out of town,
breaking down,
distracting sound.
*Then I am found
beneath the creature
which is myself.
 Nov 2013 Yates
Guss
The Whisper
 Nov 2013 Yates
Guss
The sound of the moon
In the tune of a rune
Calmed my poor soul
With a magical spell.
Dismay as I may
And I usually do
I caught the visage
A mirage, yes, of you.
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