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Tight Links
My World My very vist site i every made
Washington Fun Dare you to open and look what it is!
Thugg Land Just plan pictures of me and my Crew!!!!
WWE Best show on Air!!! {ok not really...but it's tight}

Poems
Friend or Foe? You say you hate me, but yet Love me. You say you want to kill me, but yet You kiss me. You say that you wish I were never born, But yet you tell me How glad you are that I am here. You say I am worth nothing, but yet you Tell me I worth a million dollars. You always tell me that I am not your friend But yet everyday, you say you need me. Can't you just make up your mind? --Me
Earth Cycle Have you ever wonder what is happening right now this second cross the world or have you wonder what is going on in the world the same second you are doing that you are in action: The truth is every second there is crime being done, someone talking, someone driving, someone running, someone dieing, a baby being born, {that includes animals} someone in court, someone acting, someone drinking and someone crying See the same time you are doing something the Earth is doing its cycle of life. --Me
Love? What is love exactly? Is it something only two people can feel? When they kiss or is it something we just feel for someone special. We say the words, I love you, too someone who we care about deeply but what does love really mean? How can anyone know if we all have are different opinions about what love is. --Me
Music I wonder sometimes why people Put color on Music What is music exactly? Is it Backstreet, N-sync, Hanson? Or is it Creed, Nickel back, Linkin Park Wait no it’s none those…… For that is white people music No it’s Jay Z, Nelly, Ja-rule And those good looking females Mary J, Alicia Keys, Jill Scoot What did they all have in common one thing? Music It’s not the color, It’s the sound --Me
Untitled Why do you look at me? As if I did something wrong? Is it the color of my skin? Why are looking at me? I did not steal from you, Nor did I murder someone I did nothing wrong But you can’ t stop looking at me Why, what did I? I did nothing to you, or did I Why are looking at me….. O that’s right I was born different --ME






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