The Puppet Master

Sometimes I wake up and don't feel like rhyming words together. I just, Want to tell the Universe how badly I want to feel normal. But, Not to another human trotting through lands of Love turned to a barren wasteland. More so, To whatever seems to be pulling our strings... We all want to be... Continue Reading →

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