-I had a convo with my soul I asked it, "When will this shit change?"
My manifesto lost in translation, tainted by false loves, resurrected by her inimitable inducement / Only to create moments of disparity with no novelties/ but I rise beyond the aphrodisia and announce peace to my soul/ balance restored thru self preservation.....
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ReplyDeleteI wish I could write 3 sentences & be done with my thought. Instead, I write hundreds of words hoping that some how I'll get my message across.
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