The machine is out there churning away
Slowly asserting it's power over the people
You think you have a choice
You don't
The machine conforms
It destroys individualism
It destroys Idealism
You must bend to what it wants
Writing poetry and short stories to let people take a peek inside my mind. I also do videos, take pictures, and like to cook and share tips on cooking
Friday, January 10, 2020
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Good morning
Waves in Waves out The sun rises above it all The day has started Gulls take to the sky And yet Among all this Waves in Waves out Be lik...

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The evils of this World hold you by a leash to Stay in controll
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They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin...
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Sons of night Wicked deeds Doomed they are
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