……Peace is still sought in America, but past betrayals steadily ring bells, hard to tell from the bottom of a well, only a little life left, but they keep lowering the pail, can’t tell if it’s me or the other corpse that’s starting to smell, been America’s gimp, still voting like a simp, thinking I’ma be free, but that’s just that eighteenth century nigga brain still scheming, trying to co-op a demon, that’s been around since god master minded semen, I wish god was Morgan freeman, but how would that look while we still bucks, stuck, and too stupid to duck; that would look crazy as fuck, it would make better sense, if a black Judas had just peed in Jesus’s cup.
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EvenwheniLie (Pseudonym) (
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Am I to take it that you are not too happy with the situation right now?🙃
LOL!
Excellent write
Thanks
You're welcome
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