A lot of blood lost no heat my body that kept you warm, we struggle together my apartment survived the storm, we created that belly so why was our relationship sore, from the trash talking and tears when I wanted to leave you show, I could of left a long time ago your thinking is slow, I stayed by your side when Iv lost my clothes, working long hours you took my money that's why I didn't have no dough, stop lifting weights and writing that's how I lost my flow, hundreds of poems written and iv signed shyrim or tone,
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we struggle together, good poem, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.