Poems from Aaron Cook
Collaborating deceptions just to trick my adversary's and point them in the wrong direction, my eyes are open, massive perception, death...
Egotistical just a little, writing style unbelievable, still alive.. a fucking miracle,
outsider crazy individual, my confidence...
I dont fear death, I welcome it, yea i know my mind is nuts, their something wrong
with it, then again im clever also smart as shit so...
my words are weapons everyday on the front line loading and unloading with
passion and discretion, I use my words wise to teach the young...
Yes the title fits me, ill never stop writing even if they convict me, ill still
write with my mind mentally, trick or treat? im part of a...