Black Box


United States
42° 25' 13.5768" N, 83° 14' 23.6184" W

The eyes, The cries,
The petty grins, and truthful lies.
They stand before me
as i try to rise
for i despise, these snicker flies,
eating away at my gracious prize.
for it is mine
it is quite devine
and ill be damned
if i get wrapped up and intertwined
in this twisted world
of wasted time.


Chad Winfrey

My Beautiful Chaotic Disaster

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