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Ashanti

- I write whenever something is hurting me or on on my mind; thats when my poetry comes best.

I don’t understand why life must be such a mess

all this pain straining with stress

boys flee, father abandons me, I’m in need.

People can try & relate, but no one will ever fit the music in the back

cause’ what flows in my heart is something that lacks

Looking in … Continue reading Pain, strain & stress

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There’s always a storm on my face,

hearts outta place

& my feelings outta space.

No love from my father ’cause he’s never been there all along

always call for a daddy but he’s gone

Praying to god every night hoping he’d come … Continue reading A Real Father