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[aid] => mick
[title] => Ghetto
[time] => 2006-10-09 10:16:42
[hometext] => This is just something i wrote off the top off my head and i just thought people would like to read it.
[bodytext] => Sick separation of unwanted souls Tears of the unknown deaths But still your heart stays cold Preparation of meals And teaching kids how not to steal Even if it kills Dark rooms With shinny objects That shouldn’t be touched Sluggish feeling From the night before Because you had to be in so much rush Things are said But know one hears the cries Baby being born But not fed But we still lay there Stiff as a board Cause there’s nothing to do Moms tell you to go to school Be all you can be But you ask yourself why When you can make a quick dollar hustling on the streets Even though with a consequence you really don’t care Cause all that money you making going to keep you well fed You see the stylist cars The biggest and best of everything But on the flip side that same ***** you doing Is making the streets even worse Cause you hustling making ***** work But then there’s the once pretty lady Lurking up and down the street When you give a quick look You notice that was the same lady Who told you to go to school? And be all you can be But this is the is the consequence When the one place you call home In the ghetto [comments] => 1 [counter] => 322 [topic] => 21 [informant] => Tasha20 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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