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I decided to give yall something I know is finished

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AzapoetIcanwriteasonnetoraballadorbothoranode
OrIcanbedescriptivelylyricallyrythmicintheformofpoetryorprose
So now as I flow
I still don't know
Which way to go
So I'll just go
Some way I know
Will make people go
Oh!-

He really is innovative in his modes

And I'll keep one rhymes schematic in this poem
On ode to modes of poetry and prose
And one day I can only hope
The phrases I thought to wrote
Can become part of an ancient quote
Or some artistic allusional note
And the critics will spoke
Oh! -
I know this flow. It goes in a very exciting mode
And I hope I won't have croaked
So then I will be able to note
That some of the quotes I wrote
Were dope ins someone else's dome

Then I will have written a universal poem



Ashley #3

When I try not to be so strong
I come across as weak
How many want to have a man
Who can only be humble and meak
One I hope
Actually I prayed
Eventhough I said
I would never again
Ask God for a woman
But it just came out
Like so many emotions
And I think love potions
Have taken me over
Cuz never has another
Made me smile
Just by sitting a while
And simultaneously die
Cuz niggahs made her cry
Who could be so special
And never have been told
I guess that one
With whom I never waxed bold
Try as I would
I never could
Do more than run away
And come back another day
But there must be some other way
Cuz now she runs away
Never to return
But I'll still yearn
For years to come
And I hope I learn
How to make you understand
My plan to be your man
To hold your hand
As you rise to stand
Cuz you've been
Chosen
World's Greatest Woman
Because instead of the path
That would have made last night the past
You chose a man
Who doesn't lie
Or blow highs
And never makes you cry
Just sits and listens
And only blows clits
Uses finger tips
To induce new levels of being ripped
Highs unimaginable
That keep you feeling until
We return to each other
As forever lovers