User talk:Original Scars

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Original Scars was born in London, England on the 22nd November a 80's baby and has been raised in South London ever since. Places were creative art and street life has captured his unique mind and essence resulting him to putting pen to paper. ‘Music has also been a thing that was in and out of my life from the days of primary school to the play grounds of secondary school. I feel it’s some thing special that affects everyone personally in a beautiful way’ Original Scars... Songwriter, Poet and Rapper. Original Scars has been in hiding to say the least due to life’s events. Despite this Original Scars has worked with artist including Heatseekers, Nikkie S, DPM recordings, J'amore, Phil Greenwood, James Yarde, Dj Money Maker, Darkman, Hypertone, Hazel eye productions, Mashforce and many more talented artists. That not it he has also perform at various venues across Poland and New Jersey with cousin DJ Money Maker who has set New Jersey alight with his blazing dubs and mixtapes (www.djmoneymaker.com). Original Scars is not like other artist who claim music is their life and something they eat sleep and drink. "Music for me is something that just happens, if it didn't just happens I won't force it." The future looks bright for the young artist who has also won various awards poetry events and is due to have a few of his poems published in the next coming months. Original Scar’s poems deal with important 21st century issues, which include teenage pregnancy, drugs, crime and prejudice in a tense impressive manner. Original Scars is self funded which is not easy but this has not stopped him from producing quality material whether it’s a wonderful piece of poetry or a tight 16 bar. Brace yourself for Original Scars new track coming soon called "HELL ON EARTH" a track relating to the struggles in life and the need for help regardless your gender, age or race this track will relate to you in some way.

== POETY IN MOTION ==1

                                           Missing?


                                         Dead or alive
                                       Laughing or crying
                                       Hungry or content
                                       Warm or freezing
                      Titanic questions which still remain to be unanswered,
                       During a desperate time of seeking and hoping.
          Coping with this nightmare is not an option but just another way to prevent insanity.

Sleepless nights resulted to calling your name hoping to hear the voice I often heard during the times we laughed,

                                  cried and spent together reply.
                    How precious life is only understood when it's often too late.
            Out in a world as vast as the emptiness in my heart without your physical presence,
                     Elements of daily life capture so few moments shared together.
           How the smallest things can be magnified and taken for granted only now acknowledged
                                              When missing.

If crying could resolve problems there would be an ever flowing stream of tears of joy to no your safety was guaranteed

                                                    but    
                                  evidently the true remains the same,
                                                   Missing?
                         The sounds of your quotes play back and forth again and again 
                   bringing hurt to a tender heart dying because of anxiety till reunion.
                                             What could I have done?
                                             What could I have said?
                               I am sorry for not protecting you but then losing you.
                   If I had just one more day I would tell how much I cared since you went away.

Waiting, wishing hoping for a safe return in the near future as the time pieces of life stands still before my very eyes

                               its only now I realise how cold the wind blew.
                       So here I stay feeling useless waiting for a knock at my door for news,
          However we eventually find a way to be together unconditional love remains till forever.
              Neither stone nor pebble shall be left unturned till questions become answers
                                   Only then will I except what fate set for you.

Dedicated to Madeleine

[edit] WASTED LOVE (ORIGINAL SCARS)

 R.I.P WASTED LOVE


One man's pride denied a life time of attention to innocence,

This is for the times we never spent together

Or for the times your laughter didn't fill the room

With joy and energy.

If only I knew what I know today

Before you walked out of my outer life

I would ask you,


Did you stop to think about me?


I am not mad at you, I don't even hate you.

Once I blamed you now I know your mistake can't be my burden

You can't miss what you never had when it's gone.

Money can capture attention but can't buy true love

Sweet words can soothe the ears but can't change the truth

It only precious time that can heal a wounded heart

Something some grown men fail to acknowledge.

If I had one more day,

I would say thank you for making me stronger.

The man I am today is a beautiful example of what you should have been

It's sad to say farewell before I had the chance to say hello

But

I hope to see you again in a heavenly place.

I would never do this to my son,

But you are not me

And

Its only blood that's makes as the same.

[edit] BLACK WOMAN (ORIGINAL SCARS)

BLACK WOMAN

More than a woman to eyes of the world,

Diamonds don't compare to your complexion

Real men class you as the finest selection.

Bearer of precious seeds that captivate

and

influence the contemporary worldly culture.

Mother, wife, sister, daughter, cousin and friend

in

a mans world but it will be noting

without a true woman to guide him to greatness.

Independent in the struggle to find identity in a superficial world

Oppression, neglection and rejection a temporary daily struggle

Stand your ground

strong like Rosa Parks

never give up what's rightly yours.

Power of curvaceous hips, eyes and lips admired by others

But

true beauty happens to be black,

so imitation comes with limitations.

Strength in character a fatal attraction to the opposite sex.

So Never let the struggle of love result in disrespecting yourself,

Understand and developed your natural black wealth.

Love, educate and inspire this cruel cold world,

Be the key to the development of future black kings and queens

who can proudly change the world for the better

ending all kinds' poverty among are people.

Release your inner beauty and help guide as into greatness

Go out there

BLACK WOMAN.

Shine brighter than the light for the world

to

acknowledge your heavenly presence.

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