"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Eyes glare at me as if I'm a museum exhibit.Stuck behind walls made of glass,But,The art I display is not for show while I fix my act and revitalize my waning spirit.Yet,Others stare,And stare,With a chuckle here and there,After witnessing what most in New York city call a tragedy.A pair of hole-ridden shoes with the... Continue Reading →
She was my rebus of love during battle. Her sweet memory brought back every flavor that used to hug my taste buds with pure joy. Dreaming about those eyes angelic eyes, My life was suddenly clearer. But, Isn't this trip through memory lane inside of my head a distraction? The invulnerable boulder in the middle... Continue Reading →
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