Poems from Brother Luv

When the hart is broken and the pain is to much to bair ......We keep the pieces in a box never again do we want to share.......And trust  ...
Death it's funny how it comes in all hours of the day and night.......Maybe that's why it fills us with so much fright.......Some say it's...
Do we really know anyone this is the question I give to thea...... Or do we see them as we want them to be..........Is are reality of each...
He stold her innocents at a early age then locked her away in a golden cage.......Day after day she would be tormented by his rage......
No more my love will joy enter this acking hart ...No more my love will tomorrow bring a new start.....No more my love will I care if the...

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