Writer’s block!
The dearest neighborhood for an outcast looking for a place to be,
As the cream of the crop.
Where we plant ideas sprouting luminous beauty the entire world stops!
To admire.
Thoughts growing from soil watered by blood,
Sweat and tears in real time without being mocked by satire.
A garden where war and lust have no opportunity to transpire,
While we feed off of the fruits of our labor with a smile.
Knowing how one day it’ll all disappear the moment we realize that,
Living life is worthwhile…
Block Of An Outcast – Day 212, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
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