Fite Poems - Poems about Fite

...Rainbow is a girl , with multi-colored hair. She makes people see things , That are not really thair ! Amber can float up intu the sky , win asked how she duz it, She duz not know why ! Tank is......

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...When I was lying on bed That was cumpltly red My soul standing beside me Stared at me lyk it was my last breath Thn I suddenly realised Tht I was no more to live my life All I lost my life i......

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...He enters the Dojo all fists of fury Whilst I sit - all judge and jury He wears that stupid Ohm tattoo That reminds me of you He wants to be part of my team And live every fighters dream On......

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....Y r men dog if women cnt be *****es Y r women hoes if men also out here gettin it Y do we fite wit guns instead of hands Y do lil niggaz get guns n think dey da man Y did ppl tell me I was gonna......

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...When i joined hostel , everything seemed new n exciting.. and i was interviewed by my roomies , till 4 o'clock of morning..!! :D Richa and Kavneet,, both so sweet.. we lived like sisters ......

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...- da heart I gave, dnt want it back - take it to da grave, opposites attract - you hate what I like, but still keep a smile - our days & nites, phone convos been a while •  we fuss we fite, s......

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...deer mister god: momy said i coud rite a leter by mysef to you i'd lik to talk on the fone with you but this wil half to do id reely lik to set on yur lap, ticle you and pul yur beerd maybee sumda......

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...Knowledge drains down the sink years of study Time. Memories of precious moments and heart torn fights The colors of lit fite, Powerful Blazing, Red, Washed away The sound of t......

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...Girl let me take off your shoes and rub you feet and legs they so smooth,It's ok to cry I'll be gentile. I want it to be special, just let it go, let me how you how much I miss you. I know what y......

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...Living below the low of slow roll dyeing above the bow in fast sail failNG front the sow is last paul baylin flaps the lap si four call wishin blips the cap tu tres papi living clips the mam or ......

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