Flashback to October
Not the last one, though
Maybe 2017
When i first met that hoe
She shoved me and then I fell down
I said "watch where you're going"
And then she went to cuss at me
As a wuss, i had it coming
Little did I know,
Though the future is uncertain
Hindsight is 20/20
And i should've closed the curtain
I had many more encounters
With her on god's green earth
And even worst of all,
She was a stranger on my turf
I should've shut it down
Before it turned to this
But I was bold and brash
And my attempt was missed
Flashback to October
Not the last one, though
That year we all had our first fight
When we clashed with that hoe.
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PoetryI'm bored Yet my mind is racing My heart Can't keep up with inconsistent pacing I'm panicking They can't keep up with the chase and I'm looking But I can't find my wrist brace and If i were a card I wouldn't be an ace then It's suffocating All the...
