5,6 to small to fight.
To big to be confined by your labels.
Raised on holy script.
Now too scared to admit that I wish to meet my maker.
My relationsh
ip with blades has changed, you say I am cut from the same cloth as my mother. However I will cut whatever matter puts me in his arms sooner.
Moses was an amazing man.
I remember that as I attempt to worship.
My veins. The red sea.
-XR
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PoesíaI'm an 18 year old boy with Cerebral Palsy, depression and anxiety. I'm a British Hipster Punk Fuck who has dreams of happiness and independence. Living with my difficulties can be saddening and difficult so to cope I draw (follow my Instagram: ale...
