Longer detained in this awful dimension,
Smelt as the richest greatest addiction;
But no one will know the truth behind this blindfold,
The reality was forever been untold.
Marching as being taught that the path is moving,
The miracles wish to possess those have been sleeping;
Paddles of chains locked on the both ankles
Connected on the fabricated authenticity bundles.
Who would undress if hands were tied?
Who would walk for the feet were tired?
Who would be the eyes of those who have been blinded?
Who'll save those being controlled by the bullet in his head?
-Marxx Archer
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MAP #1: I Wrote This Under The Tree
PoetryMARXX ARCHER POETRY(MAP) #1 LANGUAGE: ENGLISH GENRE: LITERATURE(LITERARY PIECES), ROMANCE POETRY, TRAGIC POETRY, SPOKEN POETRY, INSPIRATIONAL AND MOTIVATIONAL POETRY, AND SHAKESEARIAN SONNETS STARTED: AUGUST 31, 2021 PUBLISHED: OCTOBER 12, 2021 RESU...
