They call me C-Merrí
Suburb stereotype, I was
But big bands, big ballers caught my eye
Distributing began at 14
3 rubberbands full hidden in the closer
Curiosity struck my father
Candy store at school, was my lie
I wasn't believed
Sneaky bandit crept on my grounds
Looking for something,
She found it
Tears of disappointment were shed
Why's and reasons weren't enough
Bag packed ready to be take off
I stepped one foot on the porch
Gun shots went off
I saw my past flash before my eyes
My mothers screams put me at rest
**What would you do if you met Cody and knew what he was doing?**
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Words of 1000 lost children
PoetryThis is a book of poems written by @_alyyboo and I and they are based on the lives of characters we've created in our minds. Some of which are based off of people we know in real life and their somewhat tragic tales. The number 1000 is not an exagge...
