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RED LIGHTS ON EMPTY STREETS
This is not your cliche kind of lost.
This is not your average plea.
This is not the typical "help me".
My spirit is on an umbilical leash...trying to gnaw itself free...
This is not a boring cry.
These are not the usual tears.
Nor is this "woe is me" on repeat...
There is an apocalypse inside of me...
Red lights on empty streets~~
This is not your average plea.
This is not the typical "help me".
My spirit is on an umbilical leash...trying to gnaw itself free...
This is not a boring cry.
These are not the usual tears.
Nor is this "woe is me" on repeat...
There is an apocalypse inside of me...
Red lights on empty streets~~
Published 14th Aug 2017
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14th Aug 2017 9:18am
14th Aug 2017 2:03pm
Thank you for the read my friend...I'm trying to keep up with your work...forgive me for they lack of comments
