HEY cant you see the jaded smile that covers my face when forced to be under the spotlight of my peers. Cant you see I'm burning inside obsessive thoughts about the undeserved lashing recieved by the thorned whip held by hands unworthy of the brutal justice delivered.
I'll give you no emotion to this injustice you'll never take my pride from me. Instead I'll let you think you've won this war and wait for you to settle in your victory. But I promise my revenge will be as bitter as anything your mind could conjure And as sweet as anything you could ever tast.
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Pen And Ink.
PoetryThis short book was written from the scrambled thoughts in my mind. Life can be overbearing at times, with it's never ending twists and turns. It can be hard to make sense of the world. The things we experience in life can often shape us into unreco...
