Transpose the Growth of a Maniac – Unhinged Poem

Weather born visage, accumulation of the stars themselves, without the darkness, within the wind, plagued by suffocation of the ones of self, wishful intentions, wrapped in a fist, fornicated lies, twisted with political correctness that disallowed my sympathy to be passed on correctly, so flow, go, and grow into you, for you cannot be me…

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