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My Sagittarius...

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My Sagittarius, My Sagittarius,

Our love was very vicarious,

It was a love that was loved from different areas, 

Down D.B. fishing out of D.C., Caught up with an Old Bay that I met out PG under the Storytelling sounds of Ms. EB,

I Guess I See You Next Life Time, Hehe,

No joke that LA Love let us go 3 for 3 with Golden Victories,

No Lakers, We walked the Ocean scenery,

In person we were a Hundred from the Top Key,

We were Wilt with an unformed dynasty,

But then I had to leave town due to team piracy,

I wouldn't let them Pat me, and now they're mad and feeling Riley, 

I went Shaq and had to cook in that Florida Heat to get that number 1 seed,

You went MVP on a Kobe Bryant scoring streak,

So when we linked back up I thought that we would Play for Keeps, 

But there was no Love and Basketball in these McCall Streets,

Simply, Monica and Quincy were In Too Deep,

There was no PC that there would be a UC,

Thought there was plenty DOD to keep the guards from going OC,

I see OITNB when you're seasoned Peppery,

Different Prisons but the same Oz you see, 

Like O Dog in the courtyard that Old E had me Rated R,

BrB as I try to heal from My Uncle Scar, 

I'd be a Lying King if I said you didn't break open my broken heart,

I was just looking for comfort and forgot to play it smart, 

So much hurt I can't even let the pain start,

Thinking back on my Aunt this feels just like a restart, 

Word from The Wall is the Dead follows a Frost march,

Friday the 13 is the Holiday that we fell apart,

Why is the memory of our Life Living on Death Blvd,

My OA shifted our address to that N.O. Graveyard,

No more Road Trips since we got an E on our

report card,

We failed Essence for refusing to play hard,

The last piece to my puzzle was a broken shard that I used creatively for this Muse to be carved, 

Every lesson was learned because I never disregard,

Took a Khaleesi to burn my Shipyard but the beauty in charcoal is that it's best when it's charred, 

So I Thank your First Borns for that Fire Storm bombard, 

As the King of the North I'll take and accept the charge, 

The Light of The Seven Resurrected my Vanguard,

So for that I'll forever be in debt to the Sun God...

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Imagination_733 says:

I’m impressed by the word play here. This is so creative!

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