God told me to keep these private, but no promises I promised.

HoboBilbo

 

 

 

 

 

Their is one that exists thst is on my mind and they are one I did once know. I met them in a game, and they had plans ᛬that Ill not know. I shouldnt have blocked them, but blocked them I did. Id have seen something revealing if I had not hid. Now, I no better than uh kid. Id have done many things; I screwd up. what really ruined it was a conversation I had that was most hypnotic and sickening. but after the pills given I still chose things that ruind me farther, and I would have found a soul mate; a big head id have. and a happ face i would posses, and I do beleive I mean something Giovanni Boccaccio by hap:,) and I ruind all chances at, huh... 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

If I had wheited for that third women, my life would be most well.

But I closed my eyes. and might be too late to carve a bed. And im too late to study them, those telos men; who worked out the universes death, that it will posses. (and google killed the open face stare)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

1131 am

Wed, Jul2 (

 

 

Did I mean Plato FROM, Slavic WITH, and some in in general in with that word I missunderstood (intrapment, while dezireing that life I craved with that liver in his jat? I relize now what happened with Richard. and he didnt close his eyes, and he married a women who loved anime, who used a name I once knew... but one day, yep

  • Author: HoboBilbo (Online Online)
  • Published: July 2nd, 2025 12:06
  • Comment from author about the poem: I know not what year I am from, but nothing but curses I have.
  • Category: Reflection
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