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Jan 2013
*****, who you think you are?
you're just a drunk fella at the bar
coming to my face and dissing me
your opinion ain't **** to me
my words are my **** pride
I wrote when my heart cried
I wrote when my soul died
I wrote and god knows I tried
to be better but now I just ride
with poetry running in my veins
and prose coming straight from my heart
After seeing Chuck's Gangsta poem I loved the idea so much that I had to get out of my comfort zone and try it! This isn't my usual style but I hope you guys like it.
This one's for you Chuck!
Wedyan AlMadani
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Wedyan AlMadani  The desert
(The desert)   
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