this poem goes deep, brings out a lot of feeling.

Thats som hot hot murderous tite shit man

you can't run or hide from me, even wit those many faces I have you locked strapped down, wit my shoe laces I'm iller than a pedophile rapin 2 year old bitches neva clocked for my crimes, cuz i love ta murda snitches the hood got my own blok, I keep it on lock I'm droppin bodies from towers, tied em...

Arsenal Ties Juve and moves on

I think Arsenal has this for sure

I liked your peice, made me think about it for a while

Thanks for the comment

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This girl must be real special, to be able to change a man like that.

this peice is a good beginning for a new poet

fallin back in love wit ur ex? or is it just the sex?

I feel the big story in your short poem

still you rise man, keep risin wit ur poetry, and let it fill da blank spaces

this peice speaks

I'm given it to dramatik, even tho ur flow was cut short

I wasn't really fellin Ceeya