Member Since: 7/8/2006
Band Website: Images designed by Richard Wilkins @Image Designs
Band Members: Poetic Peace
Your Birthdate: March 17
You tend to find yourself lucky - both in business and in life.
And while being wealthy is nice, you enjoy sharing your abundance with others.
You put your luck to good use: you are very ambitious and goal oriented.
Often times, you get over excited and take on more than you can manage.
Your strength: Your ability to make your own luck
Your weakness: Thinking you can do it all
Your power color: Bronze
Your power symbol: Half Moon
Your power month: August
What Does Your Birth Date Mean?
Influences: Floetry, Benjamin Zephaniah, Talib Kwelli, Kanye West, Erykah Badu, Common, Sylvia Plath, T. S Elliott, Swiss, Klashnekoff, Skinny man, Floetic Lara. Musiq soulchild, Michael Jackson, Eminem, Prolific, Nas, Ms Dynamite, Eve, Missy E, Lil Kim, Queen Latifah, LLLAAUUURRYNN HILLLL
Sounds Like: LOVE OR DEATH------Precious Blood,within my own clan,
eliminating souls one by one off this land,
countless fatalities, guilty insanity,
Nuff shots, shots to many from 9inch artillery
malevolent occurences disturbing the peace,
to pilther a womans soul~inner child is guilt at ease?
early twenties, mother nature birth of twins,
envious boyfriend disapproved to see her succeed
He blazed her literally, disfisgured her physically with one shot two shots three shots too many........................................................
.........................................................BLA
K KOFFEE-----How things have changed,
I still see that girl,
I see the twinkle in her eyes
and the strand of her lock that curl.I see the shine from the polish
washed clean on her shoe,
that was a regular thing
her mother would do.I picture, her picture,
pictured high on her wall,
this picture of her
was when she was small.There was no sign of evidence,
from the pain that she felt
despite the burning emotions,
buring like candle wax she melt.I taste her vieled tears,
i feel her hidden fears,
she glances at her petite figure
as her shaddow appears.That same girl,
with the same lock
that curl,
I see her!I smell the cheap fruity perfume,
worn on her first date,
i hear those demanding words
her father dictate.I sense her cries ~
she sounds alone in her room,
i choke on the musty, cloudy, smokey fume.I disguise the bruises
covering her smooth complexion,
i am now depressed
through her own depression.I help her~
as she picks up the pieces of her broken heart,
i dance to the soul she hears,
she and music are never apart.I see that young black girl,
with the short brown lock
that now struggles to curl,I see this curious,
vulnerable girl of 17
but this girl who is she?
I look abit harder and now i see,
I see her eye's open, I see her seeing me
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