swirling,
circling,
entering.
permeating our
mind,
body,
spirit.
filling us,
spilling out of us,
and giving life to us.
{MUSIC::NO MUSIC}
lack of soul,
lack of spirit,
lack of insight;
left black and white,
stewing in spite...
a black and white person
is not truly a person,
we shant be an empty glass.
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365 ways to kill yourself
Puisi365 poems of my brain turned inside out. ~~ is death a being, a state, or a state of being? ~~ DAILY UPDATES
