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Let me tell you something.
If you walk by a street
and you was walking on concrete
and you saw a rose growing from
the concrete. Even if it had messed
up pedals and it was a lil to the side,
you would marvel at just seeing a rose
grow through concrete. So why is it
that when you see some ghetto kid
grow out of the dirtiest circumstance
and he can talk and he can sit across
the room and make you cry, make you
laugh, all you can talk about is my
dirty rose, my dirty stems and how I'm
leaning crooked to the side. You can't
even see that I've come up out of that.
- Tupac Amaru Shakur
R.I.P
- by xX Night Fox Xx |
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- | Submitted on 09/18/2009 |
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- Title: Misjudged
- Artist: xX Night Fox Xx
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- Date: 09/18/2009
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- Failure and Disfunction - 09/21/2009
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Wow, this is a really deep poem, I absolutly love it...
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