Fucked memories are haunting
Broken dreams absolutely taunting
Working hard for just nothing
Hardly working for maybe something
In my heart is a goal
start to tear my soul
aching mind breaking bones
stinging eyes breathless moans
Just want to pull a bruce wayne
returning from the plane
driving enemies absolutely insane
wanna pull wonkas move
baking a famous grove
attracting a million youths
no more poverty
no more struggling
no more fights
no more stings
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Author:
Insanibean (
Offline) - Published: January 15th, 2026 07:05
- Category: special-occasion
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Comments1
A poetic dream well expressed in verse. Nicely written
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