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Poetry by: Lucas Turner-Harris
Written May 24, 2012

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My mind, it’s a notepad,

Writing emotions, about what we had.

Colorful rainbows, vivd dreams.

My dreams take me to places I’ve never seen.

Dreams, it’s a great place,

A place so destined to predetermine my fate,

It’s a serene world, calm and collective

Like it’s my favorite subject, the easiest elective.

I can escape the lies

I can escape the torment, the one place I can cry

Never show emotion, it doesn’t hurt

I am the only thing that is proven to show worth.

Everlasting, the touch together,

Two things combined, under the weather.

Rainy day, see the storm,

See the lightning hear my roar.

My pencil takes me away,

Back to all those crazy days,

Living life on the edge,

Defiance was my pledge.

My paper filled with so many lines,

Joyous thoughts filled up my time.

Lyric to rap, rap to rhyme,

Things I wrote, brought tears to mind.

My music completed the bar,

The feeling of have accomplished this thus far,

Instrumental beats in place,

Never could rush, stick to the pace.

Escaping the world to a sense of thought,

No one’s breaching, this field is strong.

Try to get in my head, that’s a no,

Cheers to a yes, that’s for show.

No one can ever take me down,

Too confident like forty rounds,

Army strong and strong I stand,

If you need help I’ll lend a hand.

What happens when you fall

Don’t get back up quick?

I’ll still be there,

Not talking but listenin’.

My demeanor isn’t meaner than what anyone says

People don’t mean anything that is said.

Casualties and accidents, faults too prone.

That’s why I keep my crazy ass home.