deandre cammon


Alice The Artist (First Sequince) - Poem by deandre cammon

Alices wonderland is so wonderful
From the surface
Asunder, however, in actuallity if you
Plunder lower its hell on earth
Hits
she gets hits not radio wise
Hits
just hits for just bein alive
Struck with lightning speed
Abused for her views
but damn is she beatiful without that black eye

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 23, 2011

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 24, 2011


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