Birthday: 07/24
2 ALL MY HOMIES OUT THERE & 2 ALL THE LADIES OUT THERE IS ALL I WANT 2 SAY IS M3RRY CHRI5TM4S!!!!!!!
Some Gangster Poems
Some say Life is a mystery We will never resolve. I say Life is a simple story Told by our actions Each day… Give a kind smile to a stranger And you’ll see why. Open your eyes Admire with the curious eye of a child All the beauty and elegance Surrounding us, Every detail - That makes this big puzzle come together. Every creature, Every color, Every mountain in the horizon Speaks of the creator’s love… Listen to the hummingbird song, How quietly it serenades The listener’s ear, How he graces The beholder’s eye… Life is joy; Pain, and beauty - combined.
I never saw My parents Love, Kiss, Hug Or share a secret smile With each other. I never saw My parents Cry, Hate Argue With one another . . . I never saw my parents, Together, once. I am no longer a child But sometimes I feel Like crawling Under my bed - To weep out My sorrows
A SAD CHOLO ONCE CRIED, SU CORAZON HAS DIED. A HYNA HE ONCE HAD, LEFT HIM FEELING SAD. AT NIGHT HE LOOKS UP AT THE SKY HE TRIES TO HIDE HIS SADNESS BY GETTING HIGH. HE PUTS HIS CUETE TO HIS HEAD THINKIN HE WAS BETTER DEAD, HE PUTZ IN HIS DIP, TAKES ANOTHER HIT, A TEAR GOES DOWN HIS FACE, AS HE HOLDS THE GUN IN PLACE, HE PULLS. THE TRIGGER THE BULLET CUTS THROUGH LIKE A KNIVE, HE LAYS IN A PUDDLE OF BLOOD, HE HAS TAKEN HIS LIFE, HE WROTE A NOTE, AND PUT IT IN HIS HAND, TELLING HER HE THOUGHT HE WAS HER ONLY MAN I SAW THE NOTE AND TOOK THIS QUOTE: THIS IS WHAT IT READ, "THIS BLOOD I SHED, IS FROM A BULLET TO THE HEAD OVER AND OVER I CRIED AND CRIED, WITH ME ALL OUR MEMORIES HAVE DIED, OUR LOVE I TRIED TO SAVE IT DID NOT HAPPEN SO I TAKE IT WITH ME TO THE GRAVE
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