This giant fire ant travels on a lonely path,
Through the pond of Pepsi poured in a cola glass.
Aroused by a blood stained bubble bath,
Sniffing out rats like a snake in pergola grass.
A prestigious priest swollen by an evil wrath,
A wooden block hidden in a wall of glass.
A play writer studying computer math,
A natural chef discovering atomic mass.
An outcast,
Outclassed.
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Broken Souls
PoetryA collection of dark poems I have wrote in regards to various mental disorders, as well as heavy life problems including substance abuse, violence and poverty.
