Dear Trayvon Martin, my heart is still bleeding for you
And what good is blood on my heart for you
A black boy with skittles against a white man with pistol
And you are the one suspicious
Black ass poems. Black ass stories. Black ass art. Black ass life. Black ass love. Black ass hate. Black ass parenting. Black ass depression. Black ass mania. And other stuff too.
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