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"babyfaced" poems
I got a chip on my shoulders Babyfaced with alot of talking Dark skinned and alot of moving My chip does this and that in a few. Based from top to bottom its mis- Understood. Blame it on me. Ive got this big life full of doubt's And full of hate. These people don't Understand my chip. Ive a big *** Chip on my shoulder. Gravitate towards The kind Man! Cause this one has nothing for you. Please my soil can I just have my chip And move on with my day. Ive got a big as chip On my shoulders. People talk but will never resolve. Ive got this chip on my shoulders, does this Even make any sense????
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Dec 21, 2015
Dec 21, 2015 at 4:59 PM UTC
just a word