I stare at you with a bewildered gaze.
The judgment’s no longer matter.
You seem to think they do,
All they are are something new,
People want you to be happy.
But they say artist’s And blue skys dont mix,
But baby take in my words, please.
Dont allow them to take affect.
Your like a drug, And im going through with draws.
That addicting drug, love they call it.
In my mind its a different comprehention.
It’s something you can live with much suffering;
With out.
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Poetry
PoezjaHey, this Is a collection of poetry I've been writing since 2010. I promise it's better toward the end, being that's my more recent stuff. So feel welcome to skip forward, read it backwards or whatever you'd like:)
