21 years old, Art Student, Illustrator, Photographer, Writer, Thinker, Existentialist.

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Monday, 11 July 2011


I have laid bare for all to see
A sickening, twisted, marrowfat of a lie
I expressed my own freedoms on the
shirtsleeves of others

I was trying to maintain my status
Of that being King of the Hill
I know full well that I spoke ill of the weak

Stripped at the waist, here it is
The tortured broken bones, dismantled and hot
I extend this gratitude to those left to rot

You better be aware that I am,
Numb and cold in need of stitches
When I have no rags and I have no riches

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