my first crush
laughed at me
but i learned how to write
and that set me free
yeah poetry is the key
that opens me
obviously
yeah it's the whole in my soul
that is in total control
of the thoughts
that get caught
up in my head
and in my heart
man i so want to be apart of something...
romantic
before i leave...
this planet
grieving for my goodness
that God blessed me with
yeah hear my pitch
before i sew a stitch
or before God fixes the glitch
which make me break
and makes me human
or makes me ruin
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