Work in progressA Poem by DroxMore random random
A search for a place that our minds can be free.
escape from the blatant confusion of reality. A place were we can lay in ours beds and never worry about the world coming to an end. A place in which our hearts can beat without pressure from society without needing reassurance from our families A place where you can be free.
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StatsAuthorDroxCAAboutI'm Derrick. Dont have much to say at the moment, I just felt like writing a bit and posting it.I am not much of a writer, but I am a musician of some sorts. more..Writing
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