I'm not good at love poems,
But I'm good at love
And lies
I hope that's enough.
When you think of me
Think of this
When we're alone
I put you at risk.
Cause baby, we've been hopeless from the start.
Stars are useless in the dark.
Worlds are bound to fall apart.
I can't mend no broken hearts.
Sip a drink, take something stronger
Maybe that can give you what you need?
Sorry I couldn't help.
At least I've set you free finally.
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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.
