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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=360396" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>From The Heart</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I come from a place where they'l kill for nothin<br>terrorists found on the road next to me<br>the big bad wolfs huffin and puffin<br>but they'l blow ya house down<br>no warning, your not looking<br>that's why ignorance is forbidden<br>they'l take the life you've been given<br>we had toy guns to play with, as kids<br>but heard real ones fired, we did, found bullets<br>made memories that'l stay with<br>us forever<br>hope is that things will get better<br>write rhymes not just for an audience to applaud<br>I mean don't we all<br>wanna buy our mums mansions abroad? <br>dress sharp, make the cut like a sword<br>two hour talk shows, get an award<br>live so fast we never stop and pause<br>see the truth<br>people get away with rape in these laws<br>on the news<br>there's too many deaths from these wars<br>single mums working double shifts<br>to pretend to be their child's Santa clause<br>as soon as you make a few tracks<br>they wanna notice your flaws<br>encourage you to fail<br>so you end up being a dog<br>going round in circles <br>chasing your own tail<br>the story isn't always a happy ever after<br>a girl I know has hidden pain behind her laughter<br>its not always rags to riches<br>we live in a world that is run by (you know) <br>they bottle it up like beer in a brewery<br>I tell them don't say it about me, say it to me<br>you knew the old me but never the new me<br>she doesn't respect herself that's why he doesn't love her<br>if you go fishing for prostitutes<br>all your gonna catch is a disease like salmonella if (you know) her<br>cause at the other end of your rod is a hooker<br>she told me stuff got heated like a cooker<br>he was abusing her in more ways than one<br>she said that even though them days are gone<br>he still lives in the home her mother lives<br>they say shes seeking attention no one gives<br>the truth is, if you hide there's more ways to seek<br>and the truth is, the memories, they never leave<br>we live on through what we want and what we need<br>lets plant these words like they are seeds<br>and make them grow with water from a river<br>until they flow like we know they can<br>understand, metaphorically, deliver<br>they're turning into trees that can't get no bigger.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Daniel+McCann">Daniel McCann</a><div class=q>
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terrorists found on the road next to me
the big bad wolfs huffin and puffin
but they'l blow ya house down
no warning, your not looking
that's why ignorance is forbidden
they'l take the life you've b..."></div>
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