people think they know me
they see the illusion of who and what I used to be,
I am a legend John gotta dont got shit on me.
I saw real horror before I was 15,
in my tiny town, It changes from night to day.
night is when the shadows are about and say no names,
people get "Disappeared" here,
we don't play games, get that clear,reading snached away in the night,Farrar away where,know one I can hear, you get a shovel, this message is a clue
crack of a hammer and who dug your grave? it was you.
the life I had, went beyond being brave, seemed better to get money, than book worm to a limited education, the streets taught me early enough what loyalty is, it's a lot like trust, total loss for life, honesty was a must, ashes and dust,
this was along time ago,
and I'll plead the 5th, the desert has secrets,best know who to trust.
©leostar
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