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I'm the second rose that grew from concrete

Poetry By: King webstar Da 1st


Submitted:Sep 4, 2012    Reads: 4    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

Life is gaining
letting go.
Life goes fast
behind bars it goes slow.
I am bright like a light bulb with no shade.
If I was two cards

I am a King
of Heart
of Spade.
Stopping me is like trying to stop the phoenix sun from rising.
I been on top so you won't catch me arising.
There is a thin line /
Hell is close
Heaven is far.
KinG is both of them but with different views.
It was either
split my personality
go insane up in my shoes.
Poetry made a way for me
when all else failed.
Life is a ship
I won't stop
even after all of the ocean has been sailed.
I will ride this life's train
never will I be derailed.
I am giving back more then I am taking
so my love for you
could never be scaled.
You don't live in the past anymore
it sticks with you.
How can you trust anyone
if to yourself you can't be true?
I'm the second rose that Grew From Concrete
but beware of my thorns.
Not only a halo
also I have horns.
There is a lot of imitators
Da true KinG is Right Here.(KinG WEBStaR)
On everything 2012
is My year.
Money can't make A KinG.
With my Words
is what I bring.
What can you believe if lies comes from the words you say ?
That is why my Words is My Bond Everyday.


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