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Strawberry delight in my blunt The glass is for the hash that I blaze when I stunt Money sack on my back enough for a twenty pack an I'm done Mendo dollars rolled Mad funds Left the club like...
Rose looked up, the building in front of her was large, but not as grand as she was used to. She was looking at a restaurant, newly built as a base for one of the biggest gangs in the world.
(I think this will be evolved soon). Hate forged metal. And kids packing heat. Horizontalizing bodies. And verticalizing feet. Putting lead into flesh. Without missing a beat.
So as a woman you are supposed to be designed to bare a child, wider hips, breasts to feed, a womb to grow the foetus, so when you have a miscarriage you automatically feel like a failure, I sobbed...
I was once was a man A lot like you I worked day and night I slept not a wink But I've got a story It needs to be told With a moral, a lesson A warning Don't ever get friendly With a man on a...
#household It takes a life On the streets it's rife CUT.... Causing pain Nothing to gain STAB...... A moment of rage Take centre stage SLASH........ Perhaps lifetime of guilt, for blood spilt.
I might write a story, here is the first part. Please comment if you would like me to write more or if you would like me to stop writing it. Chapter 1 They left me on the floor, dying.
Flick knives and fist fights, It's sometimes murder here on nights. One arrested, one accused, Something to fill out the boring evening news.
Do you ever notice that you're accidentally following someone as you walk home in the half-light haze of the evening sky. Do you ever continue to follow them, just to see where they go.
Like Marvin said, "What's Going On" I just can't cope I'm not that strong I heard the news today A man's spitting hate down London way A is for Anarchy V for Vendetta When will things ever get...
Gavin, stood, staring at a sign. It had been half an hour since the person his boss wanted him to meet was meant to turn up. Still no sign.
I stepped into the ocean Yet i do not walk on top of it. Sinking to the bottom with no oxygen. A Rock is by my foot with me attched to it. thick chains huge locks and no keys for it.