Don't you think I know about trouble?
Years of complications, I'm wasting away
All the smiles I collected in jars, snails in pockets of breath
Waves rolling on sand and drifting back to sea
Climbing mountains just to look through my mind puzzle
A clockwork orange rebel
I faced death and laughed at insanity
Life never really meant much to me, but now
I'm paying for my sins and the day is pulling me
Into a sea of treacherous unforgiveness.
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Author:
Jordan Cash (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 1st, 2021 15:42
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