Running through the hills, I think
About the thoughts that push me to a brink
And when I collapse upon the grass
I see myself as shattered glass.
Far away from where I belong,
The shackles that bound me still hold strong
I've gotten away as far as I can
But I am still a boy, not a grown man
I think of a warring sea
The only place that I should be
I would rather be on sun-kissed sand
Than any of this foreign land
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Bruh
anyways just in case y'all couldn't tell
'tis a piece of one piece infection
where a fishman is captured
yeah yeah i know
unlikely lmao
but anyways i'm probably going to be taken to court for "biting someone's finger and breaking the skin" 💀
i didn't even bite him that hard
like seriously
i'll make a poem on that lol
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poems
PoesíaA bunch of poems i write when i have time. :D Not much to look at, but if you're looking at this, you better at least put effort into reading
