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StoryMoney makes the world go around *Snippet* pinda816 years 5 months ago
StoryI'm paranoid (This is not my story) pinda116 years 5 months ago
StoryOne Day pinda1016 years 5 months ago
StoryI'm going to make a change pinda416 years 5 months ago
StoryFinal Day - Michael Jackson tribute pinda316 years 5 months ago
StoryLand of the gun ( Rap/poetry) pinda316 years 5 months ago
Storypolitics pinda416 years 5 months ago
StoryPawn Piece pinda216 years 5 months ago
StoryLeaving the past pinda316 years 5 months ago
StoryThe truth buried in my words. pinda216 years 5 months ago
StoryHere (IP) jennifer816 years 5 months ago
StoryD-DAY, NORMANDY poem Richard L. Prov...316 years 5 months ago
StoryThe 3rd World!! pinda616 years 5 months ago
StoryOrgasmic Fluid pinda916 years 5 months ago
StoryBlackbird Rapper – On Trial threeleafshamrock416 years 5 months ago
StoryLove On Ink pinda416 years 5 months ago
StoryRacism pinda916 years 5 months ago
StoryFeels so right! pinda116 years 5 months ago
StoryBlackbird Rapper – Goes courting threeleafshamrock716 years 5 months ago
StoryThirsty pinda216 years 5 months ago
StoryBlackbird Rapper threeleafshamrock1716 years 5 months ago
StoryF.a.l.l.e.n. A.n.g.e.l (Snippet) pinda416 years 5 months ago
StoryGladiator pinda1816 years 5 months ago
StoryLondon Monday Morning 1967 threeleafshamrock1316 years 5 months ago
StoryRules of Engagement sunshine1016 years 5 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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