dime

loan me a dime said the poet to the rhyme dropped like dice from vanilla ice the Gods of poetry spittin words like flem cause they notice when you notice them up in here up in here shout it like you got no fear turn that smokin' room around light her up and buy a round lines that bring em to their knees ask Edgar, William even Socrates this one is yours number one on the chart like a rhyme on a dime to the beat of her heart

Deckard

I began writing poetry when I was a teenager and it truly saved me from a destructive path. 'Time Heals' will be on my grave stone'. I have 3 incredible kids who are the greatest gifts that God has given me. If I have advice to give to aspiring...

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