YOU CANT LEAVE

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    YOU CANT LEAVE

    I CANT TAKE IT. WHY? I'VE TRIED. . AND I SAY FUCK GETTIN UP FOR YOU TO KNOCK MY BLACK ASS BACK DOWN AND PUSH ME AROUND. YOU FEEL AS THOUGH I'M A PUNCHING BAG, BUT YOU SAY I'M THE BEST YOU EVER HAD. HOW? BY SMACKING MY FACE THEN SMACKING MY ASS. TURN AROUND TAKE THIS DICK FUCK ME FAST MAKE IT LAST, IF YOU LEAVE W/OUT ME CUMMIN I'MA BEAT YO ASS. DAMM. THAT'S WHAT YOU CALL LOVE? A BLACK EYE AND A FUCKIN HUG. NEVA THAT YOU FUCKIN BUM. I'MA SAY HOLLA AS SOON AS I GET MY CHECK FROM THE GOV. ERMENT. SEEING HOW YOU MADE ME LOOSE MY JOB, CALLING EVERYDAY SAYIN THIS IS ROB. CAN I TALK TO TO KENISHA, I NEED TO SEE HER I NEED TO MEET HER. YOU BOGUS FOR TELLIN ME MY BABY AINT YOURS, WHEN YOU'RE THE ONLY MAN I'VE BEEN W/ AND MY SON IS NOW 4. IT'S COOL CAUSE RIGHT NOW I'M WALKIN OUT, AND THE LAST THING I HEARD OR SAW, WAS BLACK AND POW!!!!!!!!!!!!

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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