Poems from Joy0818
My love runs so deep that I even cut myself sometimes
It often runs so fast that I can't even catch up at times
Before I even know it...
Bullets chasin our colored man’s pride
While there souls pound the curbs back side
As they stalk the nights last cry
For hope!
And as...
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His insecurities were molested by that bitches jealousy directed and aimed towards me
All because his love...