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MY BEST POEM
This might be my best poem or at the very least its the next poem the one after the last one I promise not to expound on how blacks blood goes SPLAT!!! on the ground when they blast guns NO not this time around Im a elevate over guttas and curbs before I utter a…
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remember when…
When I was in high School and I got a girl’s number I had to go home get my most polite and respectful voice together to call her, because her mother or her father could pick up the phone. Now teenagers have their own phone so when a boy gets a girls number he can…
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