Category: stalks
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Hard Path
The path that led me here was filled with bristles, bounders and uncertainty I walked it alone Far from familiar surroundings with no place to call home But kept moving none the less There are days when I wonder why the sun beats down? Pressuring me with it’s bright light To give up on my…
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We Interlock
We Interlock it’s 6:40 am, you call me, i wake up brush my pearly whites, swiftly shower, get dressed, put on my makeup and take notice of the fading shadows outside dash out the front door into the unknown abyss i look back one last time as i hop into your ride i cast my…
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