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GROWING OLD old bunny sat with remorse in the snow wondering why one would grow after all that life bestow He stretched his hands onto a big branc..

TO PAIN I MUST ABIDE When the sun is up to her best My hope is to have my scars justified And when darkness arrives in haste My hope is to thru..

CAGED Death knocked on my door In what seemed like a wraith I wailed in fear Sought for grace in every place Yet in my heart I knew I w..

MY FRIEND I know I should love her style Even if in mud she can't flee I see her from a mile And she seems ready to welcome me On he..

A country where leaders care about their positions more than the people they lead

In loving memory of My momma

The melee and the confusion in the city