This here, this year is how it goes.

I flow to feel my soul. I flow to ease my blow. It aint my fault, I can't hit pause, this pot just over flowed.
I kick to score a goal, I work to make that dow. I cook to fill my bowl; but NO! I wont lick your floor.
My mommy told me so, said girl peak up your toe, the game is on its all full play, what team are you on now?
Thinking all to myself...I can't give up now, I saw the light-I hear the cheers 'cause now Gods on my side.
More of all this, More of all that, pick-up that book, where is that pen? I have to start them notes.
This year I take no straw, this time no narrow road; its all straight-up, its all chin-up, my enemies hit the floor!
This won't be a little boom, this aint no children's war, It's varsity I tell you; no honey around this park. U'll be swung from left than swung to right than spitted out like goar!
WATCH OUT!
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Happiness

My soul sings a song,
Sweeter than honey, brighter than the sun
and smoother than silk.
it is not for others to listen,
but for my heart to rejoice in.
It can be shared,
And though it must end,
the heart tries to hold on to it
It satisfies the body,
And makes the eyes glow like the fire that burns within the sun.
It runs deeper than the oceans of this earth,
And though my soul sings ,
God dictates,
and my heart writes,
The song remains happiness.

THE STAR

There is a star shinning so bright,

A symbol of the joy to come.

A new beginning for every man.

The star that shines in our hearts,

A door to a new beginning for all.

A journey to search out a star

The light of God to shine on us.

MY HERO.

Your ability to make your mark
You look above, find your spot and set away
Through paths near or far and ways big or small
You never seem to stop even for a break.
You can't be touched, even though they may try
You can't be felt, even though they would like to
But what they can do is smell your presence
And watch you rise to the top.
I would like to meet you, be lik you...
Not tomorrow or the day after but right this moment
I could say...you my hero, I admire you alot
You always seem to find your way with ease.
Never heard any noise from you, not even a scream
You as silent as a falling feather; as light as snow
I'm begining to wonder...could you have been a model before...?
You are on the cat walk to the top of-cause.
Please don't be alarmed, I am not a stalker
All I do is follow you with my eyes...
Guess I should have atleast introduced myself
Hello SMOKE, my name is Linda...I am a fan.
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