rememberance day
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i was told,
the things you forget are things meant to be left behind
left in time, subsided in the corners of your mind
a life you once lead or an action you may climb
this adventure you may explore
left to live on the ground floor
never more
like a toy makers last toy bench - a mess
like a dress makers last dress un-hemmed
like a florist last flower un-stemmed
and so fourth
we keep striving though
surving to become the 100% we know we are
hopefully not to forget the travels is what makes you what you are
nonun2:
I used to say I’d never do a bid, and ain’t nothing in life more important then the kids
That the code of the streets was more loyal then your profile is
And that id give my life if it would give him back his
I’d say hit, shot, smoke when I’d stand in their circle
Then I lost my mind and they only cared how my birds call
When your walking or marching or just airing it out
People see you different then their reAsable doubt
They think your spoiled or special and can’t understand the fall or the respect due
They didn’t know It was half faith in My God that I was trying to show you too
You Look them in the eye and turn, tell them to shoot you in the back that’s how our law do
Or living by a code we seem to all lose
The only codes we ever understood or respect
Then they look me at can’t understand the harsh deck
And I say it’s prolly when my family left that I died
Smile and wave...
And it’s in only in secret when And if I ever cried
I’d say I’m still a lot like you
Just different, that’s why the respect too
My own seeds hate me, and I didn’t trade my life instead that’s just how fate be
And if I did it for one I did it for all... but I guess it’s just how the fallen and the walking dead fall...
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