Poems from rsingh92

The clang of a single coin in an empty tin Alerts the man to sadly look down.   He fishes out the nickel Holding it up to the light...
The clang of a single coin in an empty tin Alerts the man to sadly look down.   He fishes out the nickel Holding it up to the light...
My background holds me in shackles My history promises no bail My culture restrains me with bars Because my accusers see it as my jail.  ...
R 255 G 0 B 0   H 255 S 255 L 128   HTML code #FF0000   Frequency 430–480 THz   Wavelength  700–635 nm            
In my eyes I cannot deny   Her movements of grace Her styles and tastes   Her brilliant, shining grin Her beautiful, glowing skin   They...

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