As i look at the man for years i longed for yarned for after a hard days work the man who's scent engulfed in me like a piece of paper who's eyes shined a damsel light the tinker of blue that cascaded upon the heavenly man who's cheek bones had the sharpest line with ivory skin that shimmered with the tallest sharp on crippling red shinning out i once knew a man I say the worst way to die would be to die by pride but who to just a insightful slur he says as he piles the last piece of cement brick down i know once he kicks it ill be gone forever I know i should've just told him i loved him my mom always said loves gonna get me killed but in my case prides gonna be the death of me and you
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The saddest indigenous poems
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