the blue sky assumes
my convoluted mood
muddled and confused
like the melting cumulus
I swear and cuss just
before my head combusts
my brain in pain
when it rains it dumps
the words goodbye
slice and cut
I wanna say goodbye but...
I'll see you at lunch
staring at the television
my eyes cemented
to the opening of the olympics
trying to pay attention
embarassed I haven't mentioned
even a single sentence
of how 8-8-08
is my moms birthdate
and I think we should make
the most of today
no complaints just appreciate
8-8-08
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In an attempt to add flavor to his hyphy existence, Sid writes his blog in the form of a 24 bar rap verse. 1 bar for each hour of the day! the blog is updated daily!
1 comment:
That was a bitter sweet day i think. I really like this one, especially lines 1-4, they are very descriptive.
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