Poems from Cj Robinson

When the bubble filled, fall-into-your-eyes-love-and-affection stage of this relationship fades away what will we do...we have children...
Dreamer, I am a scatter brained, introverted, unstable dreamer. My hope is rooted in my faith, my faith is in these cereberal illusions...
I am the strange man. The man that is a boy. The boy that is a man. I play words as a decoy, I refuse to write and wrong with the same...

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