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You Have not Seen the worst Of what I am Or what I could be For the darkest feelings And thoughts I have are hidden
Free That was The promise Graduation Brought to the table Freedom to be myself Opportunity for growth For both myself and the nation After a year of moving forward
Darkened is the mind's vision when grievingCrawling about, looking for luster.Unsure of your purpose, you tryand mend the pieces-- clingingto the fragile ideaof logic, reason.Vision finite
Bright fleeting wings and leaves feathers and skin shed amongst bisque grass Slithering reptiles creep scampering all flee in a tide of squeals and screaming
Hey, Pardon My awful Cacology, I'm not too great At speaking to you. I hope you don't mind it. I'm better with animals, They don't reply with sarcasm.