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StoryEach day the sun rises... Beeme516 years 1 month ago
StoryVitriolic Sticky Wicket threeleafshamrock1116 years 1 month ago
StoryWar pinda116 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Don pinda416 years 1 month ago
StoryWhen Love Comes Knocking Lennie1216 years 1 month ago
StoryMa pinda416 years 1 month ago
StoryLittle Rap For Pinda Beeme1116 years 1 month ago
StoryA Song for Pinda threeleafshamrock616 years 1 month ago
StoryNo love pinda516 years 1 month ago
StorySomething Special-Dedicated to Beeme,Jupiter,3leaf and Sarah W. pinda1316 years 1 month ago
StoryThe dark days are coming Lennie716 years 1 month ago
StoryDoubt Part one pinda516 years 1 month ago
StoryPeak of Peace threeleafshamrock916 years 1 month ago
StorySlowly Saving Earth. Jupiter. Beeme516 years 1 month ago
StoryBlackbird Rapper meets Seagull Crapper (Esquire) threeleafshamrock1716 years 1 month ago
StoryInternet Nerd Goes Mad! pinda916 years 1 month ago
StoryQuietly the arms of a creation reaches forward.. Beeme816 years 1 month ago
StoryTruth in my voice pinda316 years 1 month ago
StoryYou've perfected your lines.. Beeme816 years 1 month ago
StoryHitmans Diary pinda116 years 1 month ago
StoryPeace removed! threeleafshamrock2016 years 1 month ago
StoryGhetto Qu'ran pinda516 years 1 month ago
StorySuicide Watch pinda516 years 1 month ago
StoryI can hear the slight echoes.. Beeme1716 years 1 month ago
StoryWho had the right? pinda1416 years 1 month ago

My stories

Runaway Slave

The other plantation workers dream of exploring the garden of Eden, Searching for the fruits because their masters don't feed them.

Nothing Has Changed

Young children in the hood being sold cocaine but it's really Talcum, And then you get rappers like 50 Cent and Jay-Z wanting a new album.

Fuck The Cocaine

Dealers import cocaine, in low boats full of keys from overseas. Then put it onto the streets, and the shit spreads like a disease.

If Love....

If love was a bird, Then we wouldn't have wings. If love was a sky, We'd be blue. If love was a choir, You and I could never sing. Cause love isn't for me and you. If love was an Oscar,

Believe

Wipe the dirt off your jersey, then go for the cup, Do whatever possible, just never give up.

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