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Rated: E · Poetry · Crime/Gangster · #2350349

Daily 11/19/2025 - Happy Birthday Mr. Smith I mean Harris.

They will beat you down.
Thinking you're dumb.
Entire time where are your eyes?
Not on the scum.

You are doing God's work.
Saving souls.
They are in the back.
Digging your hole.

It is fine with me.
I came for a purpose.
Touch not my anointed.
Your value is worthless.

You listen not.
Do not follow direction.
All you had to do was trust God.
Protection.

I tasted blood.
Sitting on my bunk.
Guess what I just did?
Popped my trunk.

On the street people assume you are weak think you have no protection until you pop your trunk and pull out an assault weapon.
God is my AK.
Hey Mrs Smith kick rocks bish.
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