Corpse

As I transition from child to teenager, into young man with no plan Into grown man to old man into a corpse that’s cold I want to be able to look back at all the forks in the road and be proud I chose the right path Evading evil temptation Spoon-fed to this generation. Will I … Continue reading Corpse

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All Your Fault

I know you've seen the way I look at you Like your eyes are the sky I'm trying to look into Could you blame any man for putting you on a pedestal As if every aspect about you isn't a spectacle More like ineffable Words do you no justice The definition of luscious No need … Continue reading All Your Fault