Poems from nickvillacis96
What is it about me that speaks and spreads love?
That admiration I seek is a gift from above
that not only do I give, but I expect...
Another Day, Another body on the street.
World comes crashing down and you got to compete
with the choice between
life versus death.
I'm...
They wanna cock the glock and pistol wave to rep the block but now we got to stop the clock before another round pops and your blood...