Poems by Yvette Gibson

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  • Did you ever wake up to a police by your bed
    Saying your dad got hit and may be dead...

  • The sorrow pain
    will never mend...

  • Home (1)

    To have a home
    a place to stay...

  • You ever wonder
    if love is lie...

  • My sister is good
    inside somehow...

  • I lay in my bed
    Thinking of life...

  • Do you really care who I am
    Do you really give a F**king dam...

  • You wouldn't care if I slit my wrist
    As I watched the blood drip...

  • Sometimes i can be a real jerk
    and what i say can hurt...

  • Don't tell everyone that I'm a s**t
    don't think that your my baby, you mutt...

  • Love is something you have to work on
    Love is something that has to dun...

  • I walk down the hall
    the faces they stare...