Voted For: Po'etiquette

holy shit..... poet.... ur shit.. wuz actually hittin me.. bro

locked in chains, plea's, "stop the pain,has god lost his brain?"
" I pray daily,will they save me,Should I say ....maybe?"
"I have never sinned,I act on gods law and do well to others"
"I curcimnavigate gods life" but as she spoke this she studders
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tht wuz tha best fuckin shit....... i felt...

falling to her knees, she remembers the day, the basket,the river
brain exibits memorys of those last moments, her spine rapidly shivers
looking up from her scabbed knees, "please son,dont expose this"
the figure walks thru the door, eyes witness her child....moses
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couldnt think of a fuckin better wae 2 conclude that shit..ypu had flow... vocab wuz off tha hook... etc etc..

you coppd ths... sykill... jus didnt feel it.. even tho u wuz good n could make sumthin wae better than me..

good shit..

vote.... po'etiquette

holla

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