James Harding

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Tryin To Change - Poem by James Harding

over a pack a day is gonna send me to my grave
workin but broke im the governments slave
chained to my addiction im fightin but still losin
i was raised on a joint and a cigg in the mornin
breakfast just wasn't in my families tradition
my fathers shoes are filled an that was my intention
now that im older an i can really pay attention
i realize he pointed me in the wrong direction

Comments about Tryin To Change by James Harding

  • (2/5/2018 6:06:00 PM)

    Jimmy you remember this one, , so good and spitting truth (Report) Reply

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  • (2/5/2018 6:04:00 PM)

    Remember this Jimmy? ? ? This is a great poem, , and even your Dad agrees, , spitting truth (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 18, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, January 18, 2013

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