Hope And I freestyles with Spooky

Hope And I freestyles with Spooky

A Poem by Jacky Bones
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hell yeah this is hella tight

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We are quite fabulous people. I must say.


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Oh my what a lonely child

Lonely child, lonely child
I've got your binary keys right here
Im not rhymen Im just speaken with style
Preachen lyrical wars on then ya can hear,


My dear boy, such words you speak.

nothing more than mere noise ringing in my ears.

Preachen, more spiting these dear words my brother.

Maybe a bit more of the old in out, in out
Will do you in good.


It's good to go in an out
in an industrial world
Ima gut you like the cow
whom crows to the halfy girl


Oh they crow to this halfy girl
She sings these racial slurs
But from all around, you just might hurl
Who is this lonely girl?

Who is, who is who?the girl
she almost doesn't know
know that by the end
she aint her best friend


Best friends live on a one way street,
Where there is no room for the cowardly and the weak.

Where she will go?
Only one person knows.

But they are buried under six feet of snow.


Six feet down i melt the snow
I'm climbing up these twisted roots
Running right through it, but got no boots
to boo my self off the stage
On the month of may
or to the skittles of blow

Skittles of a blow,
Do we not find this slow.

The digging of her attackers grave.

Through the sunshine we will glow.


Suns shine but we don't glow
The sun gets pulled
by the moon up in the maps
Hold up I'm not done yet
the fingers appear on the mic
treadin over the salt of ye-ye
yesterdays blinkin over the straps
gun to your chest and a word to ya heart.


These words to yer heart,
Don't forget to keep em close.

You don't know how far you can go,
without that lethal dose.

Don't you worry pretty girl,
This is only the start.

Never forget where you left yer heart.



She was tellen herself " Neva forget where I left my heart"
As if to ring the church bells
sanding the left till its right
right beside her on the blinding star
light sat bright
I've got

© 2009 Jacky Bones


Author's Note

Jacky Bones
Spooky is the black and I'm the GREEN
the last two lines look weird to me i think she might of changed it
but any whoo i think this was pretty epic

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It is the epitome of Epicness

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Jacky Bones
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