I wish you'd more than hear me out
I am done tryna curse n shout
Nigga mad respect to ya big love
Supposed have my back as a guardian from above
All good, you aint one to blame
Whores always want any fame
For what it's worth you cool as fuck
Never would you bitch out nor duck
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Author:
SCatron2 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Sounds a bit unusual coming from me but after a big argument with my moms they called World War III this my apology to everyone that was in between.
- Category: Forgiveness
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