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Poem- how I feel I sit at home thinkin why niggas want my head smokin on dat problem solva Im stessin so much on my mind cant focus on wat in front of me path getting blurry cant believe dat people wanna hurt me smile in my face but wen Im doin bad dey desert me hands out wen dey need sumthin Im on my knees crawlin for nuthin try to stay clear of da drama but its alwayz sumthin feel like every body want me to make it yet dey steadily putting me down wen Im failing cant take it no more yet Im still holding on - by Devante Bell
Posted on: Fri, 25 Jul 2014 21:54:43 +0000

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