Lost in the jungle.
Looking for the dawn.
Lying under the sun.
Waiting for the run to come to my mind.
But, all this time,
The key to thee,
The free,
My confidence to the dominance.
I will rule over the pools of fools.
They will not control me.
I will not extol them.
I will keep my heart and soul
Forevermore.
- February 22, 2019
(Edited: March 6, 2021)
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Prismatic Poetry
PoetryA poetry book containing poems written between 2018-2020. The poems were originally written and used by me as Instagram captions for my turtle's account, @maxxloniatheturtle.
