Whats a storm
and whats a fire
when the norm
is nothing but cold hard sapphire?
when the heart bleeds from red to blue
then alls that left is but a clue
an echo; something that might have been
but never quite to be seen
what is left; an old tattoo
one which should be taboo
but thread it may be
to the soul, it speaks volumes.
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Yo wat is up ma felow blackie.This is yo guy cracking here man.Wanna ask yall,how many of them shet writings hav u be dang done with
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