Tag: trip
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Smoke
They want the smoke They like the slow burn The ease of forgetting The stress of quitting Lighting a fire under the unsuspecting Ass that moves up the hill for the sake of pushing forward No matter the cost of the trip They want the smoke Love always, Esha <3
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I’m Sorry Kind Of…
I’m Sorry Kind Of… I’m sorry Sometimes, I can’t find the right words to say Tripping and falling over vowels As though peanut butter clung to the roof of my mouth Failing to describe the intricacies of my day I wrestle with utter confusion Until the night fades away But even in the midst of…
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Lil Mama
I dedicate this poem to my lovely Mother and friend. Lil Mama my Lil Mama is 4’10 but got enough strength to cave a head in and got enough heart to make a weak spirit bend do yo thang gurl ! little lady in a crazy world you the chauffeur, chef, accountant and…
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