Poems from becwilson3223
The pain of yesterday is calling my name today,
Promising me pain today,
Just like I felt yesterday.
I don’t want to cry today.
I don’t...
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Monday
You saw me.
I ran from you.
You chased me.
I hid from you.
You found me.
I begged of you.
You beat me.
I let you.
Tuesday
You looked...
I call it DiVinci but I wish I could Van Gough,
Playin' Helen Keller, we call it Picasso.
Livin' like Rawanda, I wish that bitch would go,...
“He made man, and it was good”
Brothers, Sisters, Mothers, Fathers,
African, Hispanic, White, Indian,
Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual, Straight,...