David Wall

always was a streetster out after dark
momma used to call when i was bout to start
never had a flock just ideas and a dream
leaning on the street light wishing greater things
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hook x 2

down and out about it played with razors as a youngsta
love the way a cut felt/ and the way the blood was delt
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Cant feel my face, maybe i'm in outta space
I see shooting stars or are they reflections of my sinful scars
|Always try to raise the bar in poetry and this writing
catch me for hours with writers block my inner mind always shouting -
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Ive been told im nothing... will never amount to goodness
i have faith in the Lord your opinion are weak as he walks with me
From Early Birth and Being adopted
Glad I wasn't aborted in a junk yard rotting
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no kids no son no daughter
cant imagine the pain of this slaughter
gifts bought for xmas but some wont be opened
cold tears drip down cause of there pure emotion
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Another Day Lived.... I got alot on my mind
2 Xanex before to sleep im prescribed its alright
No all night flight at least not tonight
I already wrote a verse this poem is just a lyrical burst
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Another Day in this seat
Another Sunday just relaxing
Saints are winnin thank god
so far Breese has no interceptions
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Verse #1

i think about the nites we was stuck in discusssion
the clock showed one but the wordz kept coming
Imma shower you with lovin everyday of your life
Everyday of your life im ma be by your side
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If the lighter wouldn't flick and this cig wouldn't light
my future is unknown i might wild out tonight
its that very fate a little flip of a flame
will i remain calm or will i go fully insane
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