My Magic Pen

Recapping everything that happened the night before is typically a bad move,Unless you yearn to lie within a deathbed God created for you!For wearing too many different hats fitting the man you think you already are while,Hiding the truth… Might as well be yourself,In a world trapped in a shell,Cracking underneath pressure it already felt... Continue Reading →

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