18 year old practicing poet
God Bless America opportunity, that energy slipping, racism is sleeping dormant, creeping sneaking in our culture. America the mixing pot, race is all over,
By RRICH 4 years ago in Poets
TV said true love was rare I didn't care, I wanted it here and now, And there, when we shared that moment Romeo don't prolonged it.
The scent made a house a home her perfume was strong, soaked in walls, deep in my roots like skin on bones, it was a wonder what kind of woman lived here
What should I pull on? you love me cause you hate to Car passed away so I push on You use me taste like grapefruit Its too late for the both of us
A pussy nigga will kill you faster than a real Them babies diapers outweigh the price to kill Them bullets dropping like bodies off a pill
Remember that summer of 51’ America under It’s Great sun Home to moral beauty, beating the bold into shape, my greatest escape was my biggest mistake
I love you like the earth love the sun Crumbling from within, swindled by the spin, seems like you live by the wind like I’ll always orbit you the way you pulling me in.
My third time was the first time I had to lose myself The first time I had ahold of myself It was the first time I lost myself
You’re the type to count the stars even though there infinite And restart if you miss one I missed some, I miss you, miss you like I miss the sun if it were gone
I crawled out the crevice. Met you in the middle of the week it was sweet. At the fiesta you was buying meat For the family I believe, you didn’t leave.