EatinB8 CC Ko Poems

So many thoughts
I don't know where to begin
For I'll just start, right from my heart
And what I feel within
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This life we’re exposed to guns and games, immorally addicted rum and fame
We get told our dreams are stupid and our values are lame

Should stop raising our fists, we need to raise our heads
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We let numbers define us
And society redesign, thus
We learn to hate us
With every word we use to cuss
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Call me bro. From one to ten, what is your favourite shape of the alphabet? I'd tell you refrigerator and teach you other random stuff, but I figured you'd end up asking mum.

Call me homie. From brains to brawns, I'd stick to your back, pushing you, not forward, but higher. Higher than I'd get on skittles when I was young.
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Quiet it is,
From not one,
But countless gunshots.
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The hardest of anything to keep,
Any promise mild or steep.
If it would never reap,
Then given another chance to fall asleep.
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I'm from the past
Deep and dwelling within

I'm from the struggle
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I'm from the HK
Under the control of UK
Technically I'm British
It's kind of cool to think that
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When the sun goes down
That's when we frown

Where the past ones lay
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Hey, I just met you
And this might sound crazy.
There's something I want to…
Say, but I'll keep to me.
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