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What became of men? Where did the separation began? You see it more than me. Still I find it sad to think, Someone forgot we are all y..

Would you rise with me? Up to the roof tops and above? Would you give the testimony of a shadow? Put an end to the leash on you? For ..

do I write too much? as always no need to read the whole thing

Well I have never really slept that soundly But now I run from the dreams approaching I can’t help but think how much inebriation helped m..

I have too much to post I’m going to confine all to portfolios

I’ve been chasing God down Alice’s rabbit hole for a while now Maybe I just need to stop pointing and pulling the trigger and put the..

What passive aggressive bullshit I’m so grateful for Call me sicker than most when I know I was dying before Call me a liar like I haven&..

What happens when everything becomes less compelling? Feeling forever subject to vicarious living Growing more comfortable with the worlds suffe..

Well I’m terrified of just about everything But when the shadows come I’m feeling ok again Just ok again Will you run? As ..

Lord knows I ain’t got no time But still my feet fall Just one at a time Still I live in a lie It just comes with the times ..