From my Office..to YouA Poem by VillainWisdom
he's at it again....
on his own island... they thought he was idling... nah just writin, keepin oxygen... he feel he oughta sin... artisan dreams and fortune,art fortress Yet it never was enough... so he just forfeit..in this jungle, forest. complain about his recent missions.. a misses and how he missed it... had his mitts on it for a minute.. sometimes appearing disheveled and distant..he'd throw the discus outta sight..outta mind, if it'd remove these symptoms..syndromes..this sickness. synthesis of 2 key components... on his own island and he still own it... no need to tread on symbiosis. © 2015 VillainWisdom |
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VillainWisdomAbouthello, my name is Caelen, however I go by VillainWisdom for unobvious reasons, but I like to write, about anything and everything, I like to rhyme when Ibwrite, I think it gives it an extra flair. I .. more..Writing
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