Category: ill
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Boiled Over
Every since my Daddy died… it seems like everybody got their own thang going on. And everybody doing me bogus. But deep deep down, I like the transparency! So call me the bounce back kid. My aspirations started off small but my heart is big. So let the thunder roll. Let the branches fall. Let…
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Today
today, bitter unlearned sweat glistened from hard temples coated in hurt and frustration black, blue and red marker covered signs that said: Black Lives Matter, Justice For George, We All Bleed The Same speak to the distress we feel the agony we see everyday and on TV the inequity we swallow like chalky…
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