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Day Dreamer By Karmai Alexander 8/12/16 When I stare at you, I'm not just looking I'm recreating you as an image to add you into my unlimited imagination database...
if only people knew that about me. Karmai I'm not a space cadet, I'm an artist who changes the mundane into awesomeness
Happy Times By Jesse Johnson 11/04/2015
So tired, mentally, physically and emotionally drained I need a way to escape I need some kind of change Tears of sadness, how can I sustain Tied down with emotional baggage and nothing to gain Stress is on the menu with a glass of strain Like the pouring rain, I’m dripping in a lot of pain It hurts all over and I tried to focus on other things Its like a tourniquet constantly being tighten all over your brain For now it still remains, nothing I do will rid me of this pain Life takes its toll like bondage in chains.
By Jesse Johnson 11/16/2015
My city, my town, my block experiencing the beauty from my eyes even when the crime rate is so high, it’s the same thing as seeing the forest or the trees and feeling the wind or the breeze.
I open my door to my soul so I can enhance the pleasure of feeling and not judging this moment of peace, until the loud banging sound.
Its not a trumpet or musical instrument but in my city you run for cover is the closest you get to exercising on that day, that moment as your heart race you look around to see and hear no more thun-dering sound in my city my town on my block.
The atmosphere is at a lev-el of extraordinary heights, looking down the barrel pipe, the smell, the residue of life the fear, the attitude of stripe and it mimics itself each day with the outline of chalk, put to rest my city, my town, my block