Youthful lust seeks freedom. Only this age can take flight on deadly journeys and experiments. Generation upon dangers, filthy dangers that might seem innocent in the eyes of the naïve crowd. Foul odors of breath. All contaminated with the toxic liquid and deadly smoke; even the crazy powders and strips. It taints our innocence. We must not give in to these lustful dangers; for some, the worst is unwanted procreation.
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Infinity
PoetryA dazzling view of words. Multiple perspectives of life and my deepest thoughts and feelings. I write to relieve it all. Thanks for reading! ~Highest rank: #102 in poetry~
