Dear Mr.Bill Collector,
I know my rents past due, and I, haven’t returned your calls since late last June. Because in all honesty all I have to say is, “real real soon”. So Mr.Bill Collector would you please show me mercy, because I don’t want to leave this place called home. Don’t force in the streets where I’m left to be alone. And I know its no heat by the fire place so we keep a match by the stove, so just because times get cold, shouldn’t be the reason for you to have to freeze your soul. Got a motto inked in my mind that “There’s no success without struggle” thus causing passion for goals and just so you know the seriousness I’ve typed it in italic and bold. So Mr.Bill Collector, would you please show me mercy, because I don’t want to leave this place called home. Don’t force me into the streets where I’m left to be alone. No need for open wounds I’m out of needle and thread. I just hope you take in consideration all the words that I’ve bled.
-Julian ‘Naive’ Bronson
Mr.Bill Collector – God
Home – My life
Very interesting way to portray God
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Thank you, hope you liked it
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Yessssss, I love this! Keep writing dope shit 💛
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Lol thank you, appreciate you Gianna. Don’t you stop writing either!
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