jazz
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he eats what he catchesA Poem by jazzstory/poem |
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the heartache of a scholarA Poem by jazzwritten in class...i sware i should be paying attention |
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tragedyA Poem by jazzlost in our own evil intentions destroyed by our own inventions did i mention.... i the one created unequal in design fragmented in thought lead.. |
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contradicted non-fictionA Poem by jazzmodern knowledge is nothing more than a cliff note of prior complex thoughts. we're lost summarizing the past to predict the future.. |
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before it started to rainA Poem by jazziwas standing there likeyesterday's re-run white wife-beater on beneatha horizontally striped polo where blue was imprisoned upon my skin not.. |
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body of an americanA Poem by jazzanother writing i did while i was supposed to be taking notes in young adult lit |
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ms paranoia\\\'s encounters with mr prideA Poem by jazzshe came to me like immaculate conception as if God had his hand in our hands intertwined and combined as if she thought i only wanted to f**k.. |
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