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Lord im tired.. Can u hear my cries Trying to make it Every step im getting aggravated Tired of being tired Keeping me here Living i fear Love me for me Lets keep it clear Stoner intelligent No mannequin Once i pop im damaging Close casket Powdered up Just because you took kristin Doesn't mean nicole wasn't present Toe tags and body bags i imaged Although i never reacted Flash lights mentally Never passed Shattered mirrors And opened wounds Self agony Sweets they craved and water they needed Selling soul Like i didn't no my worth Being a female was a curse My screams was verses The grunts and the names was my beat Met a slick friend Nobody seen Trouble times that's when she creeps Mamas she turned daddies she burned Kids she trained After she mandicates She discharges Toe tags, incarceration women violated youth ignorant no hands Just AKs and ARs Knowledge i gained Found out streets was her name

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Date: 7/7/2018 5:46:00 AM
This is very emotional Joyce ,though written in the simplest of ways has a lot of impact.You read it and can’t ignore it as it conjures up so much feeling especially the power of true love.I really enjoyed it,thank you.
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Date: 7/7/2018 5:25:00 AM
There is so much sadness here Kristin.There is also the skilfull use of words to help release it,the tools all poets use to express their own feelings and touch the hearts of those who read them.Myself being one.Thank you.
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