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SAGITTARIUS -
Spontaneous. High appeal. Rare to find. Great when found. Loves being in long relationships. So much love to give. A loner most of the time. Loses patience easily and will not take crap. If in a bad mood stay FAR away. Gets offended easily and remembers the offense forever. Loves deeply but at times will not show it feels it is a sign of weakness. Has many fears but will not show it. VERY private person. Defends loved ones will all their abilities. Can be childish often. Not one to mess with. Very pretty. Very romantic. Nice to everyone they meet. Their Love is one of a kind. Silly, fun and sweet. Have own unique appeal. Most caring person you will ever meet! Amazing in bed..!!! Not the kind of person you want to mess with- you might end up crying.

I love hip-hop, dave chappelle, my RBG fam, intellect, , the RBG code, 1200s, vinyl, honesty, affection, Weeds, Trauma, Southland, Kung Fu movies, Documentaries, originals, photogtaphy, feeling special, dogs, tai chi, national parks, the zoo and LOVE

I love music.
In my rotation right now...

dead prez

A-Alikes

Juggaknots

Kweli

Little Brother

and many many originals, I cant call it!


Shout out to Dillard University c/o 2002, and all those who knew me as Lyric. I try to remember that God GIves, God Takes... but He always leaves a lesson.

Carlos, Rest in Peace.. I`m thankful for every memory, you are missed.



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OK here are some poems:



O N E


Slowly...your scent becomes my air
as I`m not only depend on it I`m
uncontiously addicted to it
with you away too long
I withdraw, unable to withstand
the complications of my addiction
i`m loosing oxygen, my blood is
no longer reaching my cardiac
intersection.
My body`s cold then hot again as
you`re off then on again
Your touch, at first too intense,
I struggle to endure both the
pain and pleasure of you grasp
I gasp
Sounds so profound penetrate my inner ear soclear yet
inauditable your here but
invisible
The physical strain left on my brain after yet,
another episode
I explode
with the visions
and things left in my dreams
by amessenger of the
unknown
I`m in the zone so far that I can`t remember
which drug induced my high
your lips, as they caress my thigh?
I`m lost in the moment,
lost in time,
in the rhyme
as our souls intertwine I am yours andyou are mine
ONE




Borderline


I`ve been diagnosed "borderline"
and with that sentenced to a lifetime of blurry vision
Though it wasn`t my decision
to be 20 and disfunctionial
M O R E alcohol
Cuz that was the only way to cope
when I was 13
beginning myhighschool thing
and he came back
Enter "Attachment Disorder"
See, biological was just a man,
one I knew but didn`t kno.
Cuz he was always doin coke.
And somewhere between his
drunkin jokes lie the screames that he beat out of me, my mother, my brother my dreams
But I wish that he`d beat
my memories cuz then my current dreams wouldn`t be filled with screams from then
And this vision in my head
of getting out of bed
2 years old 2 in the morning
hearing my daddy`s laugh
only to see that it`s been
tainted by the white powder and
that razor blade
but I must share his DNA cause
A razor blade became my best friend.
That was the only way to cope
when I was 17 at
Dillard University, New Orleans
Enter "Major Depressive Disorder"
I was constantly haunted by the incessant replay of these two men
collectively raping me of all my worth.
Honestly believeing that I wasn`t good enough for God but
I still had to make my mother proud
so with each rage filled tear to my fore arm or my thigh
I would sigh a sighof relief cuz I could finally breathe
yet confined to the demanding prision of me so I began to seek help With my sight becoming clearer
I decided to put my secret to rest
Upon hearing ofmy best friends death it was ressurected
Enter "Blackout"
I quit school came home and
burried my head in the sand of sorrow despretely slicing trying to end another tomorrow until I put down that blade and picked up a pen
then
I slowly began writing again
cuz this is the only way to cope
for a 20 year old who`s disfunctionial.




TIME

The traces of your phrases
runcircles around my body
and seep into my soul
leaving me dazed,
wondering if this is love passing me by
so I try to rationalize my hypnotized state of mind
falling behindmy own sense of urgency
beckoning you to inhale me
but do I give my self too quickly
Idon`t kno
cause time keeps playin tricks you see
when you are near he moves too fast
refusing to let our moments last
and all I ask is that he`d stop
so we can live these things forever
and finallywe could be together
whenever, wherever, whatever
I want to memorize your dreams
so I can serve them up promptly
night after night, bite after bite
complete with all the four food groups
knowledge, love, peace and poetry
but I have yet to see the fruits
of my imagination
just the realization
that I want you
I want to taste your intellect
as it marinates my silhouette
with no regret I want to read you story too
not just chapters encyclopedias of you I want to be sitting at a desk, with no rest, preparing for the test, no the final on the shade of your skin
and even then, I can`t sleep.
Cuz the memories of our eye contact
are weighing heavily on my mind.
So I decide to call up time
and ask him one more time
for a moment of your time
cuz he has time to spare
and there`s no where
I`d rather be then there with you
and youwith me
but time replied" I`ll have to see!"
So now I sleep with one eye open
justhopin to catch a glimpse of
time with you

Indecision


I m not trying to be vague or make you walk away
I just wasn t too prepared for wanting you to stay
Part of me is silent safe behind these walls
The other half is free bracing for the fall
I did it before; Ill do it again
Let go of the feeling to hold on to the friend
I don t know exactly where were going
And it seem like this story always
Has the same end
But I don t want to pretend
That it s something it s not
Or that my heart remains cold
While our bodies are hot
We ll get caught
Wrestling our histories
Awaiting the defeat
Cause my life is filled with bull%#&@$!
And it s running on repeat
To take a chanceis foolish
Putting trust in the facade
I almost believe itssafe enough
For me to put down my guard
Loneliness cries out retreat
So now I`m retracingmy steps
Trying desperately
To make myself forget
But what you give is sogood
I don`t want to give up yet
Tightrope walking through this
Mixed up emotional state
Hoping you have good intensions
At least for my heart`s sake
It seems I`ve said too much
That s a reoccurring mistake
Momentarily waiting patiently
While you decide my fate




Defective


A silent girl sits shattered
Slowly picking up the pieces
Tracing her path backward
Sooner or later
Hoping to find the place she fell apart.
An emptied cavity
Replaced with the weight of the world,
She`s no longer supported by years young.
Desperate to sink or swim
With only enough strength
To stay afloat
Enduring life through spoiled hope;
Surviving.
Balancing good and evil guided by doubt.
While reassurance comes and goes with the horizon,
Possibility lingers;
Sustaining the blanket of debris that clouds her mind,
Creativity s calling,
Siphoning out the darkness
That her light may shine.
While confusion gives way to resistance her will is pure.
Thus forgiving every scar and supplying refuge to those in need of peace.
Accepting her fate as a gift so as not to tarnish ancestral will;
Devoted to a cause that beckons from within;
A prisoner so filled with love
She s continually running from it.
Haunted by her own reflection
Cradling sorrow so deep
Only shallow breaths can pass.
Choking on every memory that created her brand
Defective


Untitled


Lately sharp edges have been lookin quite appealing
Old habits die hard
And peace however fabricated lies at the end of the blade
Just one small stroke
To breathe back the life that
Got trapped under the weight of your touch
Though you apologize for being heavy handed
You can t erase the sting of empty emotion
Thus, this cycle continues












































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