Rescue who you don't even know
See you God can't even lose you
Only time you there for me is when I'm in a cell
Cause there isn't no picking you
Thought that I won't there for you guess that's what being truthful do
There isn't a pig in a blanket having ass chip would even see me cruising you
It's amazing to me how you won't even there for me isn't no havoc within the raptures of the magic can't even
spend with you
The time you have giving back misleading a few who may have not seen what you can do
Hell is magical being forging their ways onto you
Gatherings from what you may have grew forgiving of those who all may knew
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Author:
Ja'Quan Shepard (
Offline) - Published: November 23rd, 2025 11:03
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Comments1
This poem seems to distinguish between those known and unknown and the differences between and the similarities of how one is treated. Well done
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