I guess it's the cool thing to do.
So I write alot. I don't try to make my "poems" a song or even readable. But I guess it's time to share some, i guess that's the appeal when it comes to internet anomity.
Driving down the road:
I push, I bleed, I gush out this blood
traveling trough my veins
faster and faster it flows
only clogged by traffic by the capularies
but it's useless
like a dying city, my bones are brittle skyscrapers of marrow
waiting for a plane to crash into them
and fall.
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that's what I'll post now. I can post more if anyone is intrested.
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