Ideas of the wise mutate into the ideaology of the lost.
Consistently befouling the heart of trust.
Adulterated weaknesses of the forsaken
Becomes a reminder of what succeeds success.
Praying to the deities of grasses and daisies;
Bless me with a rhyme.
A couple the concupiscence for stake and fries.
Lustfullnes of the lazies for crime.
To what end is an inception.
Why do caged birds sing.
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Shredded Thoughts/Poems
Poetry-{Completed}- Some of my thoughts and poems. Flawed in all fairness, but deep, dark and emotionally driven..Feedbacks are welcome and appreciated.... Enjoy.... Thanks
