Suffer in silence
Your silence speaks volumes to my heart covered by toxic fumes only to be delayed when ever you are in my facility I begin to change into the man I strive to be pen pricked needle make pictures on my back I've suffered greatly being that of a good man in a world that seems it despise me thunder shakes the inside of the old me I shall takeover and blossom holding a bottle of sovereignty I shiver unmatched colds leading to the mindset I sit high
upon bleeding on cotton filled bedding my feelings are damaged beyond repairing
Copyright © Xavier Hailey | Year Posted 2024
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