"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Home feels like,An ash tray where we litter our bridges lit by the embers we ignite,Whether it's the sunshine or,Mary Jane wrapped in a sheet of anger you choose to let simmer and burn her… Left in the dust!Was I,Within a home I could never call my own,As my old soul grew aware of the... Continue Reading →
Going against the grain, You must purify your mind, To fly like a dove and, Live a better life! But, How? Is what I'm asking. I'm found in another puzzle! What are the chances? Conformity. More like Cons forming weak standards followed by the masses, And, They don't even know it! Never do they notice,... Continue Reading →
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