Corey Threet

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My Name Is Corey 3t (C) 8-10-2010 - Poem by Corey Threet

My name begins and ends at the sea when it rise
Oh no are they the ones hustlin E to the wise
I guess it's the wisdom that sighs
Because from the loss of it's holder
There's no longer a mystery of who dies
Correction, the heritage resides endlessly
Equally terrorizes jokers rather than defendin me
But in the middle another sense hypocritically lingers
Ever young so I guess an author's never right as my fingers
So as long as it's my style that amazes me
I'll be the CAT Corey then condense the A Threet

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Poem Edited: Tuesday, July 24, 2012


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