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blog post Save my Life
Posted in Mateo Sinclair on Aug 26, 2009 at 10:19 PM
Current Mood: thankful
This morning I accidentally lock the keys inside my car thanks to superlockandkey.com i was on my way real fast...


blog post MusicBox...
Posted in Mateo Sinclair on Jan 26, 2009 at 2:37 AM



blog post No Introduction
Posted in Mateo Sinclair on Sep 10, 2008 at 10:59 PM
" We got that incredible creative energy..."

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all of this positivity & freshness...."

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"I want to [indulge] in all of the decadence that life has to offer all of my sixteen senses. love it - live it"

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Respect Yourself. Be Respected....


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"..... through awareness, we can begin to reverse the negative cultural trends that are impacting our daily lives.'

Golden


(ART) Steal things off this page if you'd like, but just let it be known, I have killed for less lol. Thanks for stopping by.



blog post Kesed, I Am - Sometimes…I Speak For Myself
Posted in Mateo Sinclair on Jun 30, 2008 at 3:12 AM
Some women talk of being Queens
But lose their speech when they're on their knees
Crowns are revoked
When successors like to suck seed on thrones
Or maybe similes go over heads
Like a sacred headdress repo'ed
(Redundant, I know)

Not all of us are descendants of royalty
Some had to be examples of what not to be
And I am no different
I'm not Superman
Just a man wearing Supras
I do fall…in…love…sometimes

With blind eyes
I thrust at spines
Even from behind
Her butt seems bigger than her mind
And you wonder why you're not "mine"?

Cuz I don't own you
I made a bet with the Earth
That you'd find me before you'd find you
And I'm always right…sometimes…I
Lie, cheat, steal, think and talk too much (sometimes not enough)
And then some

My roots are deep
Inherently down to Earth
Cursed for being cocky
Gifted for being big headed
Typical Leo

Attitude is a state of mind
So why are you disturbing my altitude?
Gravity warned me about you
Should've seen you coming
But I'm not running
I can stomach my existence
While you vomit you

Even with all my flaws and complexities
How can you judge me?
How many lives did you save
To be clean of stain?
Admiring this beautiful decay from afar
But up close
These Monet' are a magnificent waste

Our demise is evident
Severed Angel Wings
Malevolent
Stuck at the fork in the road
Trying to figure
Which way your soul went

Reliving lives
Denying the irritation of borrowed skin
And so I don't trust women
Because I know men
There's no difference
We are all victims

Hurting ourselves
Pointing fingers at dirty mirrors
Half awake
With broken dream catchers in our pillow case

All is fake
When truth is put in a bottle
Sold to the youth
Who believe it matches their shoes
Life is short when it mirrors lines on your palm

No alms for the poor
Our arms reach for current seas and shores
While money be the filthiest thing you can touch
Yet you still want more

I'm not sure this is all I ever wanted
Because….

"Ain't nothing pure anymore
Not air, not water, not even dirt"
Fire consumes all

So tell me what are you worth?



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