Stripes
I cry for help I do not cry for freedom freedom is a place far beyond the grave where we go when we take our last breath no one can take my breath away I do not love that way and yes Toni I will breath again other than to use those few words that do not add up to nothing but a adverb that does not react to the actions spoken of as far as I'm concerned love is an F word so F love I can say that as a grown up as a mature being being told BS is ice cream Double Dutch chocolate fudge made from mud yes I am Wild n Out if you have not figured it out by now I am on the warpath ready to Powwow poetry is the only thing that calms me down so I freestyle my life content till I meet my end and love is irrelevant because the only thing that tastes like peppermint is peppermint

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