Oldest Art.A Poem by Enigma Monsterbroken hearts, broken hearts oldest story, oldest art going along, trying to tell it apart where'd it start, when's it end who's gonna fall into it again break it first it's not a race, it's not a game but fun to play, fun to lay completely open for just one day whatcha see, whatcha see just the world and you and me shiny leaves on big green trees pine needles like real needles like sharp things that cut enough is enough but it's never enough © 2017 Enigma MonsterFeatured Review
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Added on January 24, 2017Last Updated on January 24, 2017 AuthorEnigma MonsterCanadaAboutHi. So I've written most of my life, in some form or another. Now it's like an addiction. It's like a drug I have to take sometimes. I think what I'm addicted to is that feeling that comes after you'v.. more..Writing
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