Poetry

Tic-Toc The clock is winding down, Always moving forward making the pressure mount, My sweat increase, The bills piling up never seems to...

Waiting on the bus, Yea I’m waiting on the bus, It’s because I don’t have a car, Soon when I become a star I will have millions of cars,...

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