Memorized what it felt like to give your heart
an she jus stomp on it,
it's like putting love in a porcupine an get stabbed Everytime you wanna hug the bitch,
an you ask why my love don't exist,
your ignorance is bliss,
too many hoes now days going thru sum shit,
that they cannot fix,
so she substitute it with sum dick,
now we run on lust,
so many people rather chase the money instead of finding love, they can't find that one person that they trust,
they did at one point but fucked it up,
rumors started from sum jealous being cause popularity means you have everything,
so you think,
we all want a couple things, maybe love an you can send out your now a couple in love type of tweet,
beside that person when you sleep,
mad that my poems never get noticed,
but it's on some vent type shit, ease my mind an erase it all off my brain to a posted.
By anthoe
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volume 3 The ink that never stops,and friends
PoetryThis poetry book will be fill with not only a couple of my poems.but poems from my friends,who share the same passion as me.there will be some poems like, love,pain,happiness,darkness and even some poems that some may have experience in life or have...
