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[sid] => 177618
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => It Is What It Is
[time] => 2014-01-18 18:59:12
[hometext] => This is A mind tangent, from within A Bay Area SAVAGE Street Queen.....
[bodytext] => IT IS WHAT IT IS........ ORIG: (906) Poems 2014 CO CO CNTY TAKE a long look Into My outward appearance Can you see Clearly within? Or are you Fooled by my ways Of running Interference To be privileged enough To even get A Glimpse One blink and we're Looking at Disappearance, I go off Like A Gopher & go under ground To hide my True self, It takes years of Practice &perseverance, I don't take Chances, Anymore, I've plotted& Planned & Made demands, But usually With no success Before, I've got EXCUSES Galore, To make an Exit route Easily a available I treasure my Own personal Private Exit doors..... They're next to Impossible for Anyone else To find or even Know they're there Each door is Completely Different Than the one Before, I've come to Rely on my Escape doors Heavily lately.... I've even got A Door Through the Marble floor, And I'm not Even Rich Or even close, I'm GHETTO, GUTTER DIRT POOR, When it gets Str8 Up hectic& My mind Becomes Infected By to many Opportunities Gone by, Overly protective, Feelings from Paths I've selected, Foolishly attempting To get past Loves, Resurrected, All the while The root of It all Is more & more NEGLECTED, It Is What It Is, The outcome Is exactly What y poo u expected Your at Rock Bottom And your whole Existence is Heavily effected, Towards the Exit You're directed Exit Stage Left EVEN..... You've gotta keep It right, Take A look, Inspect it, There Peace& Love& Joy& Truth& Light You've gotta find The right moves That will allow You to Collect it It Is What It Is, No more No Less, Under any Circumstances You'll never hear Me Confess, Even under INTENSE DURESS, To. Cover tracks, Make A Large Mess, Which causes HIGH Levels Of Stress, Which h is when I Escape Through the doors, Unless There is Something That will Benefit me I must posess Then minoote seconds May be less, Are spent.... It Is What It Is When you see It for that the first Time, it will save e You a lot of DRAMA, Atmospheric. Conditioning, Is the key, That's where My DOORS, matter most, Open one, Step thru, Like a magician, You've entered a New plain, Slam it shut behind You no one will Complain, Begin your Hustle, Struggle, Wiggle, Grind mode, Work out, While all the other doors of yours, Disappear, Reflecting , Your black, Evil, Eyes, Who"'ve Never been Known To show FEAR............' [comments] => 2 [counter] => 171 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Infinitepoet [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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