Too many assholes

creative writing 0 Minutes

Painted lips
Nails
And face
I wanna get out of this place
I wanna shoot from the moon
Ravage the stars
Find some space
To make love
Real love

I wanna feel the dirt
And feel the earth
And let nothing  hurt
Anyone
Anything.
And
Me
I
Am
And
I Am
nothing
Like
The thing you first see
I wanna be
Where I am truly free
Wanna be there with me?

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Published by b-side junkie

artist/designer, music lover, b-side junkie, writer, bartender, animal lover..."feelist"... Mad mime

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