"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Whistles of death echo through the Playgrounds of Freedom... Chains rustle. And rustle... Soothing melodies for those who have turned a blind eye towards torment, Truth and captivity... A land where its inhabitants isolate their hearts from any form of Love. Fires burning away Earth's beauty, Fueled by rage, Subconsciously misplaced, By the Devil's persuasion... Continue Reading →
Spilling out all of my truths, Filling me proudly with who, Resided inside of my Heart, My Soul, My Roots. Is a habit you have to adopt in a world, Where the Serpent looms... Quietly. Yet, Violently snaps while it slithers around for food. Preferably you, While walking through your path to, Wherever you envision... Continue Reading →
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