The realest
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Flippin coins under street lightsA Poem by The realestIt was a crowded room but then again.... it always is. The smell of cheap cigars and even cheaper booze lingers.. up and down. The type of pl.. |
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A lovers destineyA Poem by The realestA great night with a great girl who broke my heart. not to long after this poem was written to have loved and lost? yeah what the f**k ever |
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Standing HereA Poem by The realestStanding in the rain... "I like it here" Dripping Condensation radiating through my souls vibrations Passing Faces, but they all loo.. |
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R.I.PA Poem by The realestSo....The smoke cleared and I.... I was left standing rock solid and bound by earth Breathless from dodging blows Even though few landed R.. |
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ScreamA Poem by The realestfree write on an insominac night |
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