Nothing hurts like
The way you look at me.
A bright sun
Piercing my eyes,
A vast ocean
Drowning my lungs,
A steady longing
In my heart,
My name
Whispered from your mouth.
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Dreaming Black Boy; an autobiography
PoetryIn which a millennial black boy discovers the power of his thoughts and the impact of a pen. The consequences thereafter are devastating. A collection of shitty poems and real life experiences narrated from the perspective of a charcoal dreamer.
