Jonaven Ross Poems

Im shackled to Satan
Falling for all his tricks
He stays in my head like a dog with ticks
Not knowing i can be free
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i wake up to the sound of love
giving my all to each and every hug
getting the warm and soft feeling
knowing that each touch has a healing
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Am i the one that encourages you to do good
am i the one that stays on the blocc in the hood
ami the one that sits lonely at the park
or am i the one that thinks negatively in the dark
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As i see you i feel you
when i touch you my heart does too
when i hold you my heart reaches for you
my heart has a mind of its own
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balled up in the corner of my room
its pitch black so i cant see
all i no is that i gotta get this out of me
its been eating me up for days
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What is it?
What is this that i feel
Is it hate or is it lust
Its got to be something because its stronger than the both of us
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