Drugz Money N' H8te Poem by me1 corday

mom says your stupid she thinks ur dumb
i think ur perfect she thinks im numb
shes sorta rite
i kant feel the pain
but i also think shes wrong
cuz i bare the stain
its hard to get out the words on this page
hard to erase
hard to let go
still hard to feel
still hard to face
one less emotion
emotion to show
one less dream
one that used to be real
you are my brother
my older freind
you are my bro
so to u this i send
i wrote this in present tense
even tho ur gone
cuz still in my heart
u live on
so forever with me safe you will stay
even tho life drugs money and pay
stole ur existance stole u away
i remember u Tony
even today

...the streets stole my brother someones gonna pay
/2Ky'sin: ; |kle wAy