Trick Poem by Lamar Cole

Trick

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Iris was a troubled lass.
She loved to cut high school classes.
And spend her afternoons smoking dope.
Sabotaging all her future hope.
She got trapped into a life of prostitution.
And she ended up dead.
Knifed in a deranged trick's bed.

Monday, October 30, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: people
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Sister Frances 31 October 2017

Murder he wrote, love it....

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