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StoryMoney makes the world go around *Snippet* pinda815 years 7 months ago
StoryI'm paranoid (This is not my story) pinda115 years 7 months ago
StoryOne Day pinda1015 years 7 months ago
StoryI'm going to make a change pinda415 years 7 months ago
StoryFinal Day - Michael Jackson tribute pinda315 years 7 months ago
StoryLand of the gun ( Rap/poetry) pinda315 years 7 months ago
Storypolitics pinda415 years 7 months ago
StoryPawn Piece pinda215 years 7 months ago
StoryLeaving the past pinda315 years 7 months ago
StoryThe truth buried in my words. pinda215 years 7 months ago
StoryHere (IP) jennifer815 years 7 months ago
StoryD-DAY, NORMANDY poem Richard L. Prov...315 years 7 months ago
StoryThe 3rd World!! pinda615 years 7 months ago
StoryOrgasmic Fluid pinda915 years 7 months ago
StoryBlackbird Rapper – On Trial threeleafshamrock415 years 7 months ago
StoryLove On Ink pinda415 years 7 months ago
StoryRacism pinda915 years 7 months ago
StoryFeels so right! pinda115 years 7 months ago
StoryBlackbird Rapper – Goes courting threeleafshamrock715 years 7 months ago
StoryThirsty pinda215 years 7 months ago
StoryBlackbird Rapper threeleafshamrock1715 years 7 months ago
StoryF.a.l.l.e.n. A.n.g.e.l (Snippet) pinda415 years 7 months ago
StoryGladiator pinda1815 years 7 months ago
StoryLondon Monday Morning 1967 threeleafshamrock1315 years 7 months ago
StoryRules of Engagement sunshine1015 years 7 months ago

My stories

Cherry

Born In The Ghetto

Under the dark sky, getting high on the dark side, Felt deprived and segregated like the apartheid.

Where's My Children?

Day after day, she's sexually beat, By a stranger upon a stranger coming off the street. She can't move with those manacles on her feet.

Baby Got Me Mad

Unemployment line, credit card declined. Did I not mention I was about to lose my mind? ..............

11 Bars.

-So, let me grieve for the beat before I murder it.-

Heartbreaking

Deceitful eyes, she's got those 'come get me' thighs. She's the only one, who knows how low she can go. She speaks the lines that can control my mind.

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