Poetry Corner: A Chance’s Ballad

Ms. Dyson, I wanna believe but how am I supposed to have faith when I walk in these streets. vacos, hookers and needles Everything around me was designed to defeat me. Yea I hear what you saying and trust that you’re true but none of that is helping me deal with the constant red and... Continue Reading →

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