Inherited you,
Below a sky of luck I never dared to chase but always smiled without contemplating the fee of a reason, For the beauty of thy majestic smirk is everything to me.
In earnest anticipation of,
Xx
Friday, September 5, 2014
Her... IV
Posted by The Villain at 12:00 AM
Labels: Algorithymns , Algorithymns Poetry , Juton , Mental Health , Micropoetry , Poetry , Social Stigma , Spoken Word , Spoken Word University , Villain of Truth , Villainoftruth , Villainous Times
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