Floating like a cloud, dragged by unpredictable winds. Trying to scream loud, all a deadly sin. Can you not be harsh? I'm trying to live. But to live like this is life; I'd rather die again. Stop tying me down to mistakes that aren't mine, you think this is cool? This is not fine. Please I'm begging on my knees. Please, oh please, kill this beast.
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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~
