: About Me

I have been writing for a long time, I JUST WANT TO BE REMEBERED!

My passion is ...

BOXING, WRITING, & CARENTRY

I know too much about ...

LIFE

My parents always told me ...

NOTHING

My childhood ambition ...

TO MAKE A MILLION

My favorite memory ...

MY DAUGHTER

Why I write ...

LIFE IS A B

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

BOXING, MSNBC, CNN HISTORY CHANEL, FOOD NET WORK, ANYTHING THAT CAN TEACH ME WHAT I LIKE

My first job ...

FARM

My best moment ...

LIFE IS NOT OVER YET

My inspiration ...

MY DAUGHTER

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: After our fight

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After our fight, I see the light. I no longer want to fight. I want to get along, Maybe we should sing a song. Hug or ping pong. With us all I hear is a gong. Together we do not belong. With us there is no middle, All I hear is the devil playing the fiddle. I break from the sounds because I am weak and brittle. This feels like hell, I feel heat from this griddle. Life is just a joke, Unfortunately I don’t understand the riddle. But I keep trying to no prevail, This is my living hell. Lost on this stupid trail, Love is old and stale. She doesn’t even like this male. Maybe if it ...

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