Lost And Can't Be Found
02/03/19
I am pressured to choose, whilst in the eye of the tornado. It was not hard, they said. Then why am I blown up in the massacre of Earth's dust?
- j.a.m
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Poetry[PROSE POETRY] this is me voicing my thoughts on my everyday life. Started: 10/26/18 Ended: *ongoing* Copyright © 2018 EMOTICK All Rights Reserved.
