I am a contradiction
I base my life on fiction
I am a communist who wants a title
I am a warrior who finds violence frightful
Spending my days dreaming of being kissed
But I'm a stone cold egotist
Morally bankrupt and mentally unsound
Looking for lost treasures that cannot be found
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Launching Your Diary Into Space
PoetryA collection from my old notebooks from my teenage years. A look into the 'birth of Benway'. Featuring angsty love-lorn poems aimed at no one in particular to Dada experiments. A lot of it is old rubbish but someone might read it.
