so sick of mass informities
listen to mass majorities
its my life one love
one god in who i trust
always coming after you
with signs in there eyes
the key to the soul
lies beneath dollars signs
warnings from creative stained notions
explosions will arise
screams shatter hope deep in the night
i try so give me wings
breath the essence of life
ill achieve greater respect
from you then to die
the loneliest death
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Welcome to AllPoetry!
There is a lot of different directions I can go when reading this. I definitely see a grasp to society with your words, and even the glimpse of hope. Scattered thoughts in a way, but as a collected, makes sense.
Welcome to AP. If you have any questions, feel free to IM me.
Keep expressing through writing.
Storm
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