Poems from Ant619sd

At about 10 pm I found my father’s gun It was under his bed & under some stuff I was about to do something really dumb So I looked at...
As I drive slowly towards Erotic City in my Little Red Corvette I turn on the wipers to wipe away the droplets of Purple Rain I hold gifts...
The illusion of life casts its hate viciously Auspiciously All who are in front of me are suspiciously Out to get me maliciously And I see...
I will keep my inner thoughts a mystery lost within the catacombs of my mind tossed like some old cinder blocks    It’s like when timbers...
As I walk down city streets I see heartache and pain Police beat us down like it’s some type of sick game Politicians seem to only care...

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