Rusted WorldA Poem by AcasualPawnDream of a blind kid comes true, but there is more to it.....
Darkness my phobia,
empty' isolated' dumb' rejected. Sole possession of me, my only buddy. morning arises in darkness night ceases in darkness.. My fantasy' dream' desire to appraise & admire, heavenly world entire. May be god becomes kind, with a letter i got donated eyes But first thing i saw with my eyes, are few words of advise. THIS WORLD IS SO CRUEL AND I DON'T WANNA SEE IT ANY MORE © 2017 AcasualPawnReviews
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25 Reviews Added on August 2, 2017 Last Updated on August 2, 2017 Tags: Psychology, reality Author
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