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Posted by on Tue, 06 Jan 2009 18:45:00 GMT |
poem |
A professional in aspects unexplained master, Qualifying limits, should I've known you was a bastard.
Mastering your mind, self braggin' all your skillz, Hell muthafucka can you pay a sista bills.
T...
Posted by on Thu, 30 Oct 2008 02:04:00 GMT |
The way i feel. |
I ain't no video game You can't put me on pause then play me Disappearing for a week Then coming back calling me your baby Jumping down my throat bout the lil shit I do But you been gone for all this ...
Posted by on Thu, 30 Oct 2008 02:00:00 GMT |
my struggle |
A smile upon myself face Concealing the past from which I came My rough childhood has molded me into what I am now So speak upon it, I'm not ashamed Many sleepless nights From unbearable hunger pain N...
Posted by on Thu, 30 Oct 2008 01:59:00 GMT |
*(HE USED<-- ME)* |
As I lay in tha bed unclothed and confused I open up my eyes to realize I've been used He climbs on top of me and as I lay beneath him Most don..t realize once it..s gone it doesn..t come back again O...
Posted by on Tue, 01 Jul 2008 07:47:00 GMT |
