Somehow I've been recruited to the Dark side
My childhood memories filled with Dark Pride, I don't know what to believe in even though theirs only one god so much blood flood the city because of homicides.I search for truth even though look I into the eyes of lies, heart of rage,
I'm cold inside, how will I survive this
Poverty of mine when there's blood that's spilled just like mines~ Live and Die Philadelphia A Poem by Jasen "JB The Almighty" Beaumont
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2 Liv & Die In PA
Poetry2 Liv& Die In PA talks about the struggle of living and dying in Philadelphia.