RiversA Poem by Harrisen Viator
The rivers of thought raged through his mind
"hold him back, hack hate in his rhymes" squandering dreams that lay within reach. Earthquakes of focus lay land mines in sync. Forced recognition of roaming ideas, taken aback assaulting all of the fears. Hear the headhunters calling for proof, no spoofs searchin' for the sunny truth. The path pieces together when you look.
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Added on December 3, 2013 Last Updated on December 3, 2013 AuthorHarrisen ViatorDallas, TXAboutTwenty years old. Moving forward. soundcloud.com/harrisen-viator more..Writing
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