FameA Poem by youngkingkwanA Run, On SentencesI try to keep my hood up when I want to wear a hood…ie, allen ain't a robot but he rep his set like wood…ie, allen makin pictures makin movies how they should be, better then the rest but i'm not quite where I could be, calling in some friends I don't ask them to admire us, one last time so I can see that sparkle in your iris, it pulls me in without regret and strikes me like a virus, antidote, I come prepared cause I don't like surprises. © 2015 youngkingkwanAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthoryoungkingkwanBrandon, Manitoba, CanadaAboutI've been writing poetry and lyrics for several years. I'm looking to number one share my thoughts through words with other interested people, and two hopefully get some effective feedback and/or comm.. more..Writing
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