Death of A Lady (She Is No Moore)

3/3/2007
(The Death)
Around eleven/midnite... Drop
My spirit falls
floatin
As tho Im losin
Yet it feels so
I dont kno'
A bit of happiness mixed with
AHHHHH.........
She IS no Moore
I weep
Long hard deadly tears
But why
Ive longed for this moment
And in all
It
  Is
    All!!
This grandeur of a moment
comes at the climax
of my teaching.
Funny (Hah)
I lose my heart
when I grow
Aint that somethin'
She was my mother
She IS no Moore
I bear it alone
My hope
my mind
my life
It is...

5/22/2007

(No Moore)
I am among my Class
Alone among at least 100+
No one MATTERS
I search for the face
But it is not.
In the midst I see no shadow, nothin
No apparition
She IS no Moore
How could this be?
We break bread
she watches, they say
LIes
I know...