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    02-10-2013
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    Jillian,
    You know i'm not good with all that mushy stuff, but i tought i'd give it a go.
    It might surprise you that I am writing to you; but you know, sometimes where there is too much to say, a man prefers writing to all else.
    Jillian, loving you is easy, not holding you is the hardest. You are my best friend as well as my lover, and I do not know which side of you I enjoy the most. I treasure each side, just as I have treasured our life together. Ever since you came into my life, there has been nothing but sunshine.
    You are without a doubt one of the most extraordinary people i've ever met, you make me feel like i can do anything, accomplish anything.
    Every day i spend with you is the best day of my life. Nothing in this whole wide world could make my days being with you any better. Staring into your eyes gives me this warm feeling that words can’t even explain. 
    I remember the first time I met you, it was one of the best moments of my life. the time we spent together was so enchanting that each moment without you is like torture. There was something else about you, though you were not a very social person, yet you seemed to tell me everything about you, your home, family, your feelings and work. I was your emotional support and seemed to occupy a unique and special place in your heart.
    I felt extremely happy and proud to give you this support and comfort.
    And somewhere along the way, I opened up without even realizing so and anything that made me happy or sad, I couldn't wait to share it with you. We both knew it when we slowly developed this deep and intellectual love. It was so enchanting and it completely pulled us into this whirling center. I am immensely satisfied that I love a girl who makes me lose myself in her. 
    It gives me a great pride to show the world how madly I am in love with you. I'm madly in love with a girl who completely merges herself with me. I love the way she sparkles at my achievements, and the sheer delight that creeps through her when she is swept of her feet. I love that most special lady in the world... Oh! I love you, Gorgeous

    (Guess i don't always have to have the macho attitude huh)

    02-10-2013 om 01:44 geschreven door NightStar  

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    26-04-2011
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    "Kryptonite"

    I took a walk around the world
    To ease my troubled mind
    I left my body laying somewhere
    In the sands of time
    But I watched the world float
    To the dark side of the moon

    I feel there is nothing I can do, yeah

    I watched the world float
    To the dark side of the moon
    After all I knew it had to be
    Something to do with you
    I really don’t mind what happens now and then
    As long as you’ll be my friend at the end

    If I go crazy then will you still
    Call me Superman
    If I’m alive and well, will you be
    There a-holding my hand
    I’ll keep you by my side
    With my superhuman might
    Kryptonite

    You called me strong, you called me weak,
    But still your secrets I will keep
    You took for granted all the times
    I never let you down
    You stumbled in and bumped your head,
    If not for me then you'd be dead
    I picked you up and put you back
    On solid ground

    If I go crazy then will you still
    Call me Superman
    If I’m alive and well,
    Will you be there a-holding my hand
    I’ll keep you by my side
    With my superhuman might
    Kryptonite

    If I go crazy then will you still
    Call me Superman
    If I’m alive and well, will you be there
    Holding my hand
    I’ll keep you by my side
    With my superhuman might
    Kryptonite
    Yeah!!

    If I go crazy then will you still
    Call me Superman
    If I'm alive and well,
    Will you be there a-holding my hand
    I'll keep you by my side
    With my superhuman might
    Kryptonite
    Yeah!!



    26-04-2011 om 22:13 geschreven door NightStar  

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    "Letter 2 My Unborn"

    To my unborn child..
    To my unborn child.. in case I don't make it
    Just remember daddy loves you
    To my unborn child..
    To my unborn..

    Now ever since my birth, I've been cursed since I'm born to wild
    in case I never get to holla at my unborn child
    Many things learned in prison, blessed and still livin
    Tryin to earn every penny that I'm gettin, and reminiscin
    to the beginnin of my mission
    When I was conceived, and came to be in this position
    My momma was a Panther loud, single parent but she proud
    when she witnessed baby boy rip a crowd
    To school, but I dropped out, and left the house
    Cause my mama say I'm good for nothin, so I'm out
    Since I only got one life to live, God forgive me for my sins
    Let me make it and I'll never steal again, or deal again
    My only friend is my misery
    Wantin revenge for the agony they did to me
    See my life ain't promised but it'll sure get better
    Hope you understand my love letter, to my unborn child

    I'm writing you a letter
    This is to my unborn child
    Wanna let you know I love you
    Love you, if you didn't know I feel this way
    How I, think about you every day
    I have so much to say

    Seems so complicated to escape fate
    And you can never understand 'til we trade places
    Tell the world I feel guilty to bein anxious
    Ain't no way in hell, that I could ever be rapist
    It's hard to face this, cold world on a good day
    When will they let the little kids in the hood play?
    I got shot five times but I'm still breathin
    Livin proof there's a God if you need a reason
    Can I believe in my own fate
    Will I raise my kids in the right, or the wrong way?
    Dear mama I'm a man now
    I wanna make it on my own, not a handout
    Make way for a whirlwind prophesized
    I wanna go in peace.. when I gotta die
    On these cold streets, ain't no love, no mercy, and no friends
    In case you never see my face again
    To my unborn child

    Dear Lord can you hear me, tell me what to say
    to my unborn seed in, case I pass away
    Will my child get to feel love
    Or are we all just cursed to be street thugs? Cause bein black hurts
    And even worse if you speak first
    Livin my life as an Outlaw, what could be worse?
    Cause maybe if I tried to change
    Who I'm kiddin? I'ma thug 'til I die, I'ma rider mayne
    Touch bases, eat lunch at plush places
    Regular criminal oasis awaits us
    If there's a ghetto for true thugs, I'll see you there
    And I'm sorry for not bein there
    Just know your daddy was a soldier, me against the world
    Bless the boys, and all my little girls
    To the Lord I'm eternal, restin in peace
    Please take care of all my seeds, to my unborn child

    To my unborn child.. please take of all my kids
    My unborn child.. to my unborn child
    This letter goes out to.. to the seeds that I might not get to see
    cause of this lifestyle
    Just know that your daddy loves you, got nuttin but love for you
    All I wanted was for you have a better life than I did
    That's why I was out here on a twenty-four hour 365 grind
    When you get to be my age you'll understand
    Just know I got love for you
    And I'll see you up there in the ghetto heaven
    Cause ghetto heaven gotta be there.. haha, take care
    Run wild, but be smart
    Follow the rules of the game
    I know that sometimes it's confusin
    The rules of the game is gonna get you through it, all day everyday
    Watch out for these snakes and fakes, friends comin down the way..


    26-04-2011 om 22:12 geschreven door NightStar  

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    Until The End Of Time"

    Perhaps I was addicted to the dark side
    Somewhere inside my childhood I missed my heart die
    And even though we both came from the same places
    The money and the fame made us all change places
    How could it be through the misery that came to pass
    The hard times make a true friend afraid to ask, for currency
    But you could run to me when you need me, I'll never leave
    I just needed someone to believe in, as you can see
    It's a small thing through and true
    What could I do? Real homies help ya get through,
    And coming new, he'd do the same thing if he could
    Cause in the hood true homies make you feel good
    And half the time we be acting up call the cops
    Bringing the cease to the peace that was on my block
    It never stop, when my mama ask me will I change
    I tell her yeah, but it's clear I'll always be the same
    Until the end of time

    So take, these broken wings
    I need your hands to come and heal me once again
    (Until the end of time)
    So I can fly away, until the end of time
    Until the end of time
    Until the end of time

    Please Lord forgive me for my life of sin
    My hard stare seem to scare all my sister's kids
    So you know I don't hang around the house much
    This all night money making got me outta touch, shit
    Ain't flashed a smile in a long while
    An unexpected birth worst of the ghetto child
    My attitude got me walking solo
    Ride out alone in my low-low
    Watching the whole world move in slow-mo
    For quiet times disappear listen to the ocean
    Smoking Ports think my thoughts
    Then it's back to coasting
    Who can I trust in this cold world
    My phony homey had a baby by my own girl
    But I ain't trippin I'm a player I ain't sweating him
    I sexed his sister, had her mo' good like a Mexican
    His next of kin, No remorse it was meant to happen
    Besides rapping the only thing I did good was scrapping
    Until the end of time

    Now who's to say if I was right or wrong?
    To live my life as an outlaw all along
    Remain strong in this planet full of player haters
    They conversate but Death Row full of demonstrators
    And in the end drinking Hennessey made all my enemies envy me
    So cold when I flow eliminating easily
    Fall to their knees, they plead for their right to breath
    While beggin me to keep the peace (ha ha)
    Well I can see close into achieve
    In times of danger don't freeze time to be a g
    Follow my lead I supply everything you need
    An ounce of game and the training to make a g
    Remember me, as an outcast outlaw
    Another album out that's what I'm about, more
    Gettin raw till the day I see my casket
    Buried as a g while the whole world remembers me
    Until the end of time

    If an angel comes down
    And takes me away
    The memories of me
    And my songs
    Will always stay
    Till they can find
    (Until The End of Time)
    Until the end of time
    Till the end of time

    26-04-2011 om 22:06 geschreven door NightStar  

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    16-03-2011
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    ik zweef de stille winter achterna, op zoek
    naar antwoorden op vragen die nog geboren
    moeten worden in de zwarte chaos die mijn
    ziel in haar greep heeft

    meegeblazen door de wind volg ik het pad
    van een kleurentornado, de laatste herfst-
    stuiptrekking, symbolisch in haar afscheid
    van het laatste leven

    het fluitende geluid, opgewekt door de lucht
    die noodgedwongen door mijn borstkast giert,
    overstemt de stille schreeuwen en mijn ogen
    tranen gestold verdriet

    met een stille tocht hoop ik jou levend te
    ademen, de pijnsteek die jou velde voel
    ik in elke ademhaling, roestig gelijk het
    mes in mijn handen

    het wrede lot kijkt toe, smalend, en bijt
    het toeval toe om mijn hart een tweede maal
    weg te rukken, ik wankel onder de kracht
    die mij voortdrijft

    mijn lichaam protesteert onder mijn on-
    natuurlijke wil als geen twijfel mij meer
    bevuilt en ik de dode man zie die on-
    wetend doorstapt

    we botsen, dood met leven in dood,
    een scheur doorklieft de zingende lucht,
    we ademen ons in, een laatse keer, en
    zien elkaar vergeten

    16-03-2011 om 20:55 geschreven door NightStar  

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