This vision of mine is perilous,and filled with insanity.
This stress lingers in my thought's.
Because it'd not for me though.
But the whole humanity.
So scream and pray all you want.
There won't be any clarity.
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Broken Pieces Unraveled
PoetryThe mind is the the gate way to hell and insecurity is the key to opening it .This collection of poems are just a taste of that.
