Made This Way
Be free
made man
Tis be not judgement
But
Other like mirror mirror on the wall
Tread on own feet
Stumble not
Fairy tale wishes
Not to meet
Overheard voices
Chocking on air
We'll make it through
Fire of mine
Hold face
Staring afar
Are you ready for growth
Pills at night.
Copyright © Paul Gardiner | Year Posted 2023
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