Why is it that when I need to hear you?
All I hear is nothing.
Why is it when I need you?
You are nowhere to be found.
Why is it that when I want to speak?
Nothing comes out.
Silence is a killer
To the heart, soul, and mind
And so are you.
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The Kid Who Came From Mars
PoesíaThis book is how I feel while I'm going through life. Some people have journals and some have diaries but I have a gift a true talent to write poetry and I will grow and expand my gift till the day I die. My heroes are biggie smalls and tupac. The r...
