Rebel without a pause ;)
Cutting up the day
I'm cutting up the day with a double edged blade dreams are crashing all around but i cannot break away burning deep to cleanse my soul to walk it through the fire nothing left in this sour world no reasons to conspire so come to me and speak to me of where you wish to go for i have taken every step from the highest to the low and in between every thought writhing like a snake a black ribbon of destiny is laying out my fate and when the dust finally settles upon my epitaph it will say he knew the way but the journey was just too far.
Poetry by Rik
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Written on 2016-11-20 at 22:32
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