"I let the words form themselves, they flow through my veins from my mind to my hands. I write what I feel."
Let me express myself through words. / One night my life shall end, the earth will open, / And the ground will swell, Only to preserve my bones. / / Before I dissolve, / Would I have achieved my all, / Enjoyed a life of mystery and cause, / Or drenched my time in effortless activities / That produced no… sign in to read more »
You will not see my name in history books, / Nor will a statue be erected in my image. / / No road will be written in my name, / My home will not be an attraction for Tourists. / / My contribution will go unrecognized, / And my existence will befriend my flesh. / / I have endured hatred and disbelief, / To… sign in to read more »
I used to be creative, / I used to write what I feel. / Now I have no character, / I have no feelin… sign in to read more »
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