My Disapperance

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just different

Fu*k It Just Going To Spit Straight Random..

Flow And Technique Is What I Am About To Abandon..

In Advance Excuse My French...

But I'm Tired Of Being The Sixth Man I'm Coming Off The Bench..

I Remember When I Was Once The Starter...

After A Few Years Things Began To Get Harder..

Days That Were Once Bright Became Darker..

Things That Were Once In Reach Began To Get Farther..

Things That Were Once Familiar Began To Get Strange..

I Began To Go Through A Change....

Poetic Verses Were No Longer In Range...

But Fu*k It On Some Real Sh*t...

Cause This Is It..

People Wondering What Happen To The True PureSkillz..

The One Whose Words Use To Flow Like They Were On Treadmills...

I'm Going To Explain The Disappearance Of A Legend..

The Kid Who Was Addicted To Poetry Since The Age Of Seven..

The Kid Who On School Nights Would Stay Up Past Eleven..

The Kid Who Knows He Is Going To Hell Not Heaven..

Let's Get To The Explanation..

This Kid Lost All Determination..

The Weight Got To Heavy For My Foundation..

My Mind Began To Get Polluted Poetry Lost It's Prime Location..

Poetry Had To Get Back Seated..

The Word Play And Flow Got Deleted..

History Was Once Again Being Repeated..

And I Seen It..

I Didn't Mean It..

I Didn't Mean For It To Happen..

But I Knew It All Changed When I Couldn't Fill 

Both Sides Of A Napkin..

I Knew It Was The Beginning Of My Demise...

My Poems Began To Shrink In Size..

That Is When I Began To Realize..

That Is When Tears Began To Fill Up My Eyes..

That Is When I Knew The End Was Near...

I Was Finally Living My Biggest Fear..

My Poetic Career Crumbling In Front Of Me..

My Poetic Career Looked Done To Me..

So I Just Stopped Trying...

And Just Started Crying..

That Is What Happened To PureSkillz For All That Began To Wonder...

I Let My Career Fall Under..

I Just Had To Explain My Disappearance Even Though I Probably Made No Sense..

So I Gave You The Short Story Nothing Too Intense..