"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Cold Like,The winds of a broken home,Destroyed by tornadoes of trauma unworthy of excuses.Humanity stained by the blood of youth as a tradeoff for cigarettes and booze so,So illusive.So much cannabis to choose from,Yet,All come with an inevitable fall when you’re too “lit,”As you watch the ashes of your dreams sprinkle on a grave dug... Continue Reading →
Her eyes mystified my soul in ways I could not comprehend.My soul left my body while my vessel dematerialized into bits of light following along what makes me who I am.Drifting away into Nothingness was I,Like an unlit lamp swallowed whole my its bittersweet touch of death... *Wind blows all across the surrounding area with... Continue Reading →
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