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[sid] => 155942
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[aid] => mick
[title] => Still Breathing
[time] => 2009-12-15 09:31:56
[hometext] => another personal piece
[bodytext] => Yeah, who's going to be the last one left Please tell me? Who's going to be the last one left Yes I'm stressed but at least i feel free My brothers above me give me the reason For me to keep on breathing Come on you all got to believe me Last night I dreamed my death A seven hour vision who could've guessed My mind couldn't rest, must've been stressed Had me sweating at best I was lying on the pavement With two bullets buried deep within my chest But the ultimate question is this Was this dream really a test? I got to be a sinner, must be living in hell Just let me live on in peace, Cos there isn't no point in me dying yet I've got funny stories to tell Yes I'm stressed but at least I feel free My brothers above me give me the reason For me to keep on breathing Come on you all got to believe me Besides got to stay strong, stand firm in the dirt For all my brothers are gone, and I'm still here Walking this cruel earth Adam, Danny, Darren, Clifford and Anthony Do you don't hear me? We've got to all show respect Cos we're the ones still breathing You know I'm right I hold on tight even with death in my sight The darkness is my light, I'm cynical, but I got to stay true To what I believe in and so have you too Came a long way from my old days Got to keep my demons at bay Who cares about me I say I'd rather die for my brothers anyday Yes I'm stressed but at least I feel free My brothers above me give me the reason For me to keep on breathing Come on you all got to believe me People walk around ready to stab you in the back Must be a bad day, Hell I live a life like that I's truly unfair that people judge you Just by giving you an awkward stare Who cares that they don't give a damn about me That's the demon side of them Trying to break free from our grasp The side evil where the devil come from From the bellies of angels, that's where we come from And we're still breathing I'm totally wasted, and they want me to face this Lost my brothers, can someone else take this? But I'm poetically trained, simple and plain I write one rhyme, and tomorrow I'll do it again Lyrically I run this town This rhyme is for you up there my brothers Down here we'll hold the fort In our bodies, souls and hearts No one is going to tear us apart We be here not giving up Although we miss you We got to carry on breathing... Yeah, who's going to be the last one left Please tell me? Who's going to be the last one left Yes I'm stressed but at least I feel free My brothers above me give me the reason For me to keep on breathing Come on you all got to believe me Yes I'm stressed but at least I feel free My brothers above me give me the reason For me to keep on breathing Come on you all got to believe me By Jay Basey © 2009 [comments] => 2 [counter] => 186 [topic] => 19 [informant] => devils_denial [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 15 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => InspirationalPoems )
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