if i had to hip hop my way to the front page of letters made in ink wells on stage i would rather drop little bombs wit no question where they came from like the back of stalls some writers take this as a means to play things on minds for
I can always see your pieces in my mind's eye clear as day with no static in between. This one right here appeared to literally come spewing out with a little attitude! I have always respected your pen. ~~~~~~~~ When One learns to live without fear, then One cannot be broken.