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"to hell with it!"
a bad idea it screams!
they gather around to watch the show
of freaks and tearing seams
to which the moon smiles
smiling crookedly with amber beams
(hey! look! it's a blood moon!)
Awaken!
A new day has arrived,
And as new scenes arise
To the forefront of my mind,
I run deep with them
Into the wild of my thoughts.
Not thoughts alone, though,
But rather places and things.
I Write to express freedom,
freedom is what makes me american,
Though i have no awards or grammys, nor am i a veteran.
Writing is an escape to a place where i cannot be judged,
