I didn't really see a sub category pertaining to this write. As you all know poetry in it's self is subjective. This is where my muse took me Enjoy:-) Alexis
I came to one conclusion all that we see is an illusion Tic Tock ….. Tick Tock As I run around the block I got my finger on my glock Tic Tock …. Tick Tock I walk da streets immune to shock You think you know me Like you my real homie As I begin to contemplate You fake as they come So step and get out my FACE And run for your life like you're in a race 7-29- 18
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