Dollar Store Bags – Day 223, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz

Flimsy.Ripping at the slightest tension.Such weak garbage bags I keep for baggage I carry,As heavy as each rejection I've suffered,Been blessed with,However I feel during the moment.It's why I change them as fast as I can,Before debris scatters all over my floor,Out of my control.Kind of like,My emotions encountering a new palm I grab,With a... Continue Reading →

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