Sweet Like Thunder

What happens when you dream past Death? Looking into a future while focused on a past coercing my feet to go into a Recess? Lost in the habits where I eject, All of the feelings In my heart I truly Detest? Like, Fuck this test God wanted to put me under! I have words striking... Continue Reading →

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