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He Who Sows
You are lacking that
shit that makes one human,
empty are your eyes
I try not to notice
I try not to stare
but I do
Where is the sun?
my moon?
clouded like my mind
as I try,
to leave this all behind me
but I can't
shit that makes one human,
empty are your eyes
I try not to notice
I try not to stare
but I do
Where is the sun?
my moon?
clouded like my mind
as I try,
to leave this all behind me
but I can't
Published 8th May 2016
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8th May 2016 7:15am
8th May 2016 11:06am
some people don't know what love means or even how to love albeit that is most just in varying degrees anywho good piece
10th May 2016 3:13pm
sweet mess'age to the misbegotten,
misbegetting the mess'age
though they are wont to do.........*
*what is he talkin'bout?
misbegetting the mess'age
though they are wont to do.........*
*what is he talkin'bout?
