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Lets use our pen to make history

Gold A night so dark beyond me it seem The redeemed has it soul filled with sin With life so true itself to believe There was a time when meado..

It sizzles Down the mirror of joy Mothers call Aye Blessed torturous lies Heaven sighs,why? Treacherous deceitful smiles Long waits,aw..

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All that could be heard Siren Through the ear drum It rings Fears could be seen,sealed My lips An innocent soul, tears It weeps Chaos..

Silence in a neighborhood Kisses on a gun noozle A wall painted with blood A body left with a note “Sorry”I quote On it he wr..

Thy capturing scent A being that makes all faint. Full moon,beneath a candelabra Caskets,riches,a tone from an Oprah. Cantaloupe dressi..

THE FUTURE The strike of love,I'm insane Reaching beneath,beyond,behold! a train. Looks,glimpses,stares,then glares. A shadow of her stand..

to my friends najeeb ,mounir,mb ....

A silence felt,with a dead cold loneliness. Thy scripts written without holiness. I was lost,or i thought i was. Halt! a ghost looking ..