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Fibromyalgia Awareness

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Fibromyalgia Awareness

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Poetry!!! La'Vell Harris Spitting his Poetry

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PoeTry!!! by Tamara Reed

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Tweak

I think Im tweaking Is it for me? Faces voices and laughs look and sound too familiar to me My memories scattered in pieces but the words are like triggers that lead me in jagged reminiscent moments in time got me wondering who what where when how and why My past.. I cant remember the half its been way too much from the beginning all I know now is Im focused on winning I know people in high places that hide faces real deal no fake feelings all these different places I been shown love everywhere I am who I am no cares Im just saying I hear everything getting tired of listening Imma start a campaign for donating then we will see.. Everybody say what they gon do and it never get done Im way too old too deal with these situations Tired of all the talking yeah you gotta show me Im looking now the only one that can see But still in disbelief I keep asking myself Am I tweaking? I broke myself down tryna save them but it wasnt worth it they aint never changing I showed the...

It Must Be

It must be nice to love someone and have it equally returned from that person, I think I felt it once before but it was gone too fast to really be sure Im still hurting Im tough to the core yet soft to touch Im sensitive in ways you may never dream of I got a lot to say yet I barely speak much I hate finding something Im tempted to touch Finding myself in circles in between worlds points made simple sometimes I get fickle to enter my world all you need is a nickel I cant give all of me on my heart there is a gate and you need 3 keys I been wishing on a star lately but all I get is fake I need tangible reliable something far from the bull with a lot of cake everybody say they 100 but none of them real for real Im truly gon need me something I can feel I love being loved in more ways than one I get sad at times cuz I really want a son some people may never marry or have children I may even be one of them I like looking at a mean gangsta lean on the sid...

Pain

The pain still burns every time I hear the name I swear I want to get away, I just wonder why it had to be this way Why around my way?  tell me it was your stupidity,  how could you be so mean to me?  I tried to do whats right made the sacrifice to keep you by my side you took me for a fool used me like a tool  so so cruel the man I love I'm his enemy.... imagine my insanity this fool had to learn the hard way love don't love me women full of jealousy from eight to eighty friend or family makes no difference to me they all seem to have a motive I wonder if I really come off as dumb or is it them that has a problem trying to have me go crazy seems to be the theme news for all please leave me with my piece of mind