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Stephen Hollins Poem
is it just another day for lovers to play
the best time for lovers to grind
the feel is real but my seat is filled
so i head towards the door feeling poor
money is not in the equation
but the thought of no one to give me abrasions
abrasions from hugs abrasions from love
i guess it not in the lesson plan for raising a thug
and thats why i skipped class and went to the sickamore
freinds and family said i was the one cupid was looking for
but how couldnt he find me
when i asked no one to hide me
im right here in his face
out in the open prayin and hopeing he will find me a place
a place in the world
with a beautiful girl
at least to my expections
if there is somebody for everybody
i guess im the exception
Copyright © Stephen Hollins | Year Posted 2009
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Stephen Hollins Poem
you gave me my style, you gave me my swag
I took it and ran, im in my bag
you stood and watched, I loved that look
you left your smell my heart you took
love is blind, lust is too
lost my mind, I trusted you
this is your poem, i made it today
but just like my love, you gave it away
Copyright © Stephen Hollins | Year Posted 2009
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Stephen Hollins Poem
the cycle starts as the last one ends
the sun shines thru blinds as the day begins
wash my butt brush my teeth
comb my hair dream of sleep
today is nice it seems unique
put on my hat lace my sneaks
leave the house ready to go
whats ahead i never know
but my past is now behind
a new beginning im trying to find
Copyright © Stephen Hollins | Year Posted 2009
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