Aaliyah
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My heart is heavy, and my eyes weep, as I watch my people beaten in the streets.
Reading about Aaliyah on the blog spot
the number 722 on her apartment
I see that combination and mixes all the time
A sudden though hits my mind
Aaliyah's watching over me.
The light flickers.
When they ask me why I shaved my head
I say “because I was tired of my hair”
I was tired from the experiences curled up in each lock.
Listening to a Instrumental can be so soothing ,like the wave of a hand imitating the movement of a snake in slow motion . Just as clever as the rain rolling of the sides of your window pane at night time .
