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Where does one start his journey t… If a picture is worth a thousand, nowadays in public housing, it would only say, “In God We Tr… But it is never enough,
I love the sound Every droplet hitting the ground Speeding up just to slow back down Its like your beating heart There’s thunder inside
Stowaways, each and every one of u… All in an accident, A collection of particle dust There’s an infinity to be observed Where no sound is heard
why do we feel pain from the tips of our limbs to the stem of our brain do we all hurt the same as the blood seeps from a vein
Add new poem for what, this world is fucked for every word the pencil should b… to paper not through a blogging lifeless ha…
i see past the horizon, beyond the… If people only knew how fast a min… These blue eyes see past grey skie…
I don’t understand let me through let me through I have two hands just like you yet mine have been scarred and bro…
This Christmas, Is love, happiness and forgiveness forget the wealth it’s good spirits
love is like a rollercoaster you build up all these emotions like fear of falling and suspense of reaching the top, anticipation and its purest, once you get up the hill you have to mak...
Life repeats, I said life repeats. All my life is war and retreats. War and retreats, No sign of peace,
We all sit here and take a look. Comparing lives on a fake book, seeing how you’re photoshopped fac… For what, just to pass some time.
what do you see, what do you see when you look at me? atoms and particles bending light? and what about the night? Do you see me as I see you?
These words so permanent, Each letter I feel. With words so permanent, How do I distinguish what’s real?
It’s the dollar bill that kills cheap thoughts been bought from the man that said you cant
your cigarette glows over the TV… grey clouds emanate in this grotes…
