Laquory Jones

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God is my Armor with these emotions that I tend to harbor
Stretched arms out every-time people tries to harm me
Now I'm coming to my senses when life gets too alarming
Fire is the flames that begins the burning deaf are the people

Verse 1
Lately I just been on the downs
I just found out that one of my
Closest friends have cancer and

What is life coming to I've fallen through the earth
With no parachute I've failed as I acknowledged the truth
As I'm dodging verbal missiles, projectiles and
Emotional abuse I live life as a recluse

Inside me lives this story trying to become
Unfolded upon this Rocky Road under the
Blister snow so I guess it had made me
Bitter cold too many empty souls rotted

All my life I've been chasing dreams
It has never once occurred to me
If only I'd believed I could achieve
But words fell upon deaf ears with

Verse 1
Looking at your face so much beauty that
I intake sometimes I don't always have
The perfect words to say all the things

I think I've found a way for minding fusion
My mind's mixed with fierce intensity
At max density because nothing in
Life comes easy desire is my

Do you ever just sit back and reminisce
Like how the summer heat would kiss the
Lips against the autumn wind heat waves

Sometimes I get so loss for words with
Pain hitting me deeply as it occurs thinking
About them only seems to make it worse
Because there's no such thing as the perfect

I've been getting frustrated modern times are becoming outdated
Tell me who ever worked for their dreams and achieved then lived
To regret it the steps of success forever embedded
While barriers and ceilings are being shredded I don't even get a

Sometimes I feel my brain
Literally on the run
Won't stop for anything
Never letting up

Imagine if poetry was some form of art
That you could never be pried apart
The pen is your heart its beating
Every-time that you speak

We will not be divided
In my head mentally rhyming
Took my words and confide in
The Silence watching through

I slowly sink to the depths of life lately my mind
Has tend to wonder in the background it seems
That's all I do who can I look up to while seeking
Truth bombs blowing up like nukes I'm breathing

In the night the moon begins to shine brightly
As Stars begins to shine The wind's calm as
A summer chill a basket of darkness fills the
Air but her eyes are wide awake not a blink

You're every breath I take I see it in your
Eyes you're the devil in disguise the
Reason you chastise me to the rim
Filling up my emotions to the brim


You asked me what do I see in my future years
I just hope that people will remember me
Long live my legacy I'm a fighter I was made
To levitate to my dreams long live my memory


Sometimes I just sit here listening to the howling
Of the wind thinking about how it all began
While the campfire lights up my face I slowly
Feel the heat while thinking about my fallen

Sometimes things hits you like an cancer people
Look at me as if I have all the answers
I wish I did so I could tell you how to live
Then we could look back at all the stuff that

My spoken words are buried deep within the roots
As they spilleth truth rest in peace Alexis, Rudy and DQ
I haven't forgotten about anyone as my days passes
Faster than the setting suns at night you can see me

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God's Armor

God is my Armor with these emotions that I tend to harbor
Stretched arms out every-time people tries to harm me
Now I'm coming to my senses when life gets too alarming
Fire is the flames that begins the burning deaf are the people
That causes the stomach to start churning I'm constantly
Learning as I see the eyes between the noses must be the
Holy Ghost I struggle to be what Jesus was to earth must
Be this girth that causes me to go berserk making my spine
Begin to jerk when haters begins to lurk must be blood in
Water piranhas are waiting to devour causing even the darkest
Soul to cower thoughts are becoming louder as they begin to
Plow I'm chowing down to the minerals of a funeral does this
Make it futile life can be brutal death can be just as mutual
These thoughts can be heard even with the mouth close as I
Sit begin to fry I hear hell in the distance did that make me
Distant a constant reminder of what not to do when hearts turn
Royal blue tis was true when evil had began to plague me
Thoughts came by on the daily sensing I have failed not only
Myself but the people around me I was dead when they found me
Demons had began to bound me dragged me all the way through
The town see what happens when too many thoughts begins to
Pound me trumpets had began to sounded this is what I began
To dream so many dreams about the things unseen must be the
Things that I foresee lifting up misery must be my vanity
Disappearing no longer earring is gaining bearing grasping
On any sanity that might be left when brain hemispheres
Had cleft and left me and I had wept inner thoughts are
Becoming septic just as hectic as I try to walk a pathology
In this life while taking every battle scar in strife
Death is the knife that cuts through life until it begins
To bleed planting demonic seeds but not a person will take
My heed so they continue their evil deeds that never leaves


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