masterminds
steal away
innocent gleams
rip away
repeated seams
crush
dreams
...
King of the world, mastermind
Photosynthesising in the limelight
In "you're wrong"s and "I'm right"s
Brainiacs of an alpha kind.
oh.
run after me, then.
throw your crude remarks
your boorish words
rainstorm rants of
psychotic nerds
into the dump truck
that is
your own stuck-
up mind
your MASTER mind.
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written in like ten minutes or sth idk i'm supposed to be doing bio and chem now lol
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Puff
Poetry"i pretended they were pieces of ecstasy, but you didn't even look at me." Puff. Puff-puff. Poetry collection. This collection of poems is standalone from my music (or is it), and is purely poetry. English. Poetry. These poems tackle the different p...
