Here I lay awaiting my rest
Not to literally put them to test.
I have waited with my mind blown
I shall no longer feel undertone.
Nothing I do shall be remembered
My demons lie overencumbered.
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Dreams Over Reality
PoetryA compliation of poems and skits. The skits are no longer being continued. Most poems are about me and the events around me. Read my story This is my story.
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Here I lay awaiting my rest
Not to literally put them to test.
I have waited with my mind blown
I shall no longer feel undertone.
Nothing I do shall be remembered
My demons lie overencumbered.
