Poems from r3forbus
Red stars, white lies, blue lives.
The American people pursuit happiness with empty agendas,
With the elites dividing We the people and...
Every time I think about it I just remember,
About those cold lonely nights, back last December.
No, you don’t want to get me started,
This...
Every time I think about it I just remember,
About those cold lonely nights, back last December.
No, you don’t want to get me started,
This...