“my face shows it rough, the thoughts are enough; I write to not bluff what my head makes up.” This is my POETRY book so it’s not an actual story but they’re the poems I write from time to time. Hope you Enjoy :)
We are golden
And I, myself, array to the presence of you
In all your toxic glory
Metals, are more than just one
That we seek to rip and tear
Til it's beginning is gone
A new journey has begun
