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Tick tock tick tock! Time is going, little shiny smiling
Beautiful skinny, her smile could kill the evil inside you
Stale cigarette and turpenoid has always smelt like home to me
The chipped walls of a downtown art gallery raised me
A handwritten sign inspired me
“Your Art Here Call 7025807993”
I stand on the verge,Where everything I see, scatterI try this puzzle, to merge;Put it all togetherBut I'm losing itI got that urgeInside myself,I hear, 'You can do it'
The power behind the pen
Power of words
Moved to make a difference
Daring to proclaim and share
I am in control
The therapy when words Arent enought
The stroke sex could never (provoke)