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    dots Submission Name: Life Of A Confused Kiddots

    Author: TwistedMinded
    ASL Info:    23/m/San Diego
    Elite Ratio:    1.74 - 82/109/32
    Words: 186
    Class/Type: Poetry/Serious
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    dotsLife Of A Confused Kiddots

    Brought up with beans and cheese.
    Holding a Jesus piece.
    On his knees every night, begging to god, please
    Hes suffocating, but he wont give up.
    He feels being poor, is slashing his throat
    so he wakes up.
    He turned 13 yesterday and started selling crack,
    he fell back, on his back,
    at 15 overdose and said fuck that.
    He tried hitting the books but it did no good,
    he was the goodie, tush, pussy
    from the neighbor hood,
    Confused and abandoned against his attacker
    he takes a stand,
    the streets thought him something,
    show fear for no man.
    He cuts a break and helps out his brother.
    Took a hit
    for a crime he did not commit.
    He thought this was it.
    He did something right,
    3 bullets to his heart
    he paid with his life.
    They thought he was a rat cuz he took a left,
    3 days before his 18 birthday
    his own blood putting to rest.
    So today I lay here by his grave
    and god did answer him back with a
    "Happy Birthday"

    Submitted on 2007-01-11 01:10:16     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      wow! im really amazed...im gunna be honest to you i didnt really want to read this at the beginning but i was lisening to a song called 45 by shinedown...it said im staring down the barrel of a 45 right when i was reading the part about the boy shooting himself...it was really powerful and i know wat its like because one of my best friends shot himself in the head in his own mothers home right before she walked in the dorr...it was really hard not that you really care...but yea its a really good poem keep it up
    | Posted on 2008-01-20 00:00:00 | by crazyinsane | [ Reply to This ]
      o wow so much pain and saddnes! i like it a lot.
    try breaking it up into to stanzas, it makes it easier to read.
    write on,
    | Posted on 2007-05-02 00:00:00 | by EmeRalDEyeZ5491 | [ Reply to This ]
      this is sad. its good, i can't see a solid flow, but it would sound good with a beat.

    nice write
    | Posted on 2007-02-18 00:00:00 | by itsjustme22 | [ Reply to This ]
      nice poem yo.
    | Posted on 2007-02-15 00:00:00 | by WD-40 | [ Reply to This ]
      oooh! that's sad! but very good all the same! i liked how open it was... good job!
    | Posted on 2007-01-11 00:00:00 | by Kaygrl | [ Reply to This ]

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