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Tupelo May 2015
Counting down the seconds
Waiting for the next
"Last Time"
Tupelo Apr 2015
It's hard to tell the difference
Between fighting for what
You believe in and fighting
for the sake of causing chaos
Tupelo Apr 2015
It Hurts To See The Sidewalks
In Your City *Bleed
Tupelo Apr 2015
Everything I love is blue,
The ocean holds my heart,
Gave me puddles of itself for eyes,
Told the sky to hold back the rain,
The waves crash heavy along my sides,
And the tides creep up to my knees
You are not blue, but you still hold seas in your palms.
Tupelo Apr 2015
Baltimore is bleeding,
Boys in blue blind to faces,
War being raged over races,
Can't tell what this place is,
Blocks where I spent my sundays,
******* with police and gunplay,
Hood up to conceal my color,
Complexion passed down to me from mother,
Hard to find peace when the avenues erupting
Nothing seems to matter when you're fighting for something,
So please pray for this forest of concrete and lamp light,
Scared for the events that are coming after midnight
Really sad to see this place in so much agony. Places where I've spent so much time in going through the extremes of these protests. Pray for Baltimore and the rest of Maryland. We need all the prayers here.
Tupelo Apr 2015
Stories never read
Tales untold
Forgive me for now
Our pages grow old
Tupelo Apr 2015
Somewhere under your skin,
Has got me feeling all blue,
Those echoes of december,
Still strum their instruments,
The veins still are heavy,
And the visions still blur my eyes
the times still are rollin, and my belly is full
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