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poetry allows me to purge and process. its how I breathe.

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Tredding on dirty water,troubled water which sits in dark venom,with snakes that come to the surface to worship the sinners feet,You ever felt like you’ve done wrong?You ever been to the pits of hell,gave your heart to the ground, put your forehead to the ground,Screamed at God?Screamed at the Universe for all its wrongdoings?But then […]