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I feel you I want to die at times, cry at times*

REJOICE FROM ALL THIS PAIN!!*

Hating the trials your mind has held*

Let me know brother, let me know*

you can read, you can write*

THIS IS YOUR TIME IN LIFE!!*

Our family has thousands of secrets*

you hold them, I hold them and scared to admit them*

ITS NOT TIME TO DIE!!*

Im scared and I finally admit it*


 

 

*NIQUE* 

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Could it be that I waste my time? sorry blogit people but cant afford the subscription a month I am poetry and the thought with the mind that could Damage a culture capture the mind of the nation Are wastes...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Nique/558344"><title /><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Nique/558344</link><description>Mz Beka by Dominique kennon a smile of essence, is like the taste of wine selfdestruction in her cheeks as they blossom bright red Mz optimistic with pain so dear who are you the meaning of delight mz ballerina, Mz ballerina my hearts bomb ticking for love a friendship thats dear Mz Beka are you...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Nique/557963"><title>Providence Poem</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Nique/557963</link><description>Providence Hood to hood gunshots, people bleeding Why he die, wrong color Starving every other night Street fights! the hood Do you feel the least bit worried? Far from the love I DON’T WANT TO BE HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Lord hear my poems cry Why me, why me Such a struggle Drugs, drugs, drugs Only...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Nique/557640"><title>Crashing Down Poem</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Nique/557640</link><description>Crashing Down By Dominique Kennon The walls are cracking, my face is itching My fingernails are falling off, the pavements soft The clouds are evaporating, my neck is numb Heart beat, heart beat, my heart beats My time is short, my thoughts are wild Distance is close, close is distant Breathing...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Nique/557416"><title>Only You Poem</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Nique/557416</link><description>ONLY YOU by Dominique kennon Only you know me Only you can take toll on my direction Only you know my next move Only you shall watch me from a distance Only you who cant devour lies Only you, Only you. Only you But only I know your position *NIQUE*</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Nique/557280"><title>Commotion</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Nique/557280</link><description>COMMOTION by Dominique Kennon Destruction by devastation to the roaring of gun fire The water spout touching land throwing tons of water on to fields of precious crop The hurricane that continues to build and worsen The sands of Egypt blowing over the ocean The atmosphere is dense, sunlight is...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Nique/557269"><title>My Poetry</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Nique/557269</link><description>MY POETRY by Dominique Kennon I am bright not physically but mentally I alter reality with words, what a gift My story in a poem, please vision me Give me thought give me help Announce my name acknowledge my existence I surely do, watch the table turn and twist but the tableware won’t fall off...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Nique/557168"><title>Product by Dominique Kennon</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Nique/557168</link><description>PRODUCT by Dominique Kennon Im hard as rock but call me rock I sing a song that begins with hustle I drown in a pot, simmer and bubble Touch the streets of the poor but only the houses of the rich im the ISH now shall i get u to a place in your mind Wow, desired to bring me up in drug cases The...</description></item></rdf:RDF>