Straight up motherfucker blast
run yo shit white boy
BLAM
get down get down
scuffle scuffle shakedown
laying down in the street
blood drips
concrete
defeat
rising in the dust walking slowly
rusted busted back bone broken
shattered like the glass and the gun stuck
stuck here since 1983
under a street light
and a moon
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1 comment:
Nice...I came across this poem I wrote when I was in jail, I might post it, but I might not. Its kinda funny
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