BUS RIDE I took a ride on that big bus with nothing but drunks and whores I sit and stare at these depressed
prey Am I one of them or maybe something new I reach out of the bus to touch the breeze and step out of this deserted and
lonely road to find that, I am something real. |
 "I do question though how I can endure such pain of being left with just thoughts only to remember that my glass is always half full and the mind half empty that is what keeps me coming back because it is easier that way good night!"
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WASTING TIME Sitting in a chair, smoking a cigarette Quietly listening to the sounds of the insects eager to get out. The screaming sounds reminds us that we are being looked upon by shadows in the corner as we try to escape For we all are trapped without an obvious exit. |
Purification |
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