Destiny Poem by Lamar Cole

Destiny



He was bad and bold.
And he thought that he had a lot of soul.
But he lived in a dark world.
Pimping and taking money from the bad girls.
He knew that someday he would probably die on the streets.
But this was a destiny that he would have to meet.

Sunday, January 20, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: destiny,people
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Rini shibu 20 January 2019

Destiny of such should be more worse

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