Poems from TailsRules

He has the IQ of a brick but his mother don't care She just care about his wardrobe and the clothes that he wear And the girls go crazy...
My dearest teacher How do you feel Do remember the time You were the Bitch on Wheels   Now I do thank you For being patient with me in 8th...
By day we are draped In dignity and class But when the night falls We do an ornamental dance   We take our Medicine We don our Keys with...
You were not a Monster You were just a teen Whose Crucible- whose Pain You kept discreet   You come from generations To children they See-...
I was born poor 1990 was the year I was born black and gay But I'm here   I was slow at developing Yet fast in the intellectual field...

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