Walking
• Written by RapConcept
I'm walking this life.
A dream causing me strife.
A stream morphing this drive.
I seen caution in what I write.
A theme abortion.
What I type is a supreme distortion of what I spite.
I scream from exhaustion at night.
It's a misfortune of sight, a force distorting what I write.
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RapConcept
Member since April 4 2015