There was a time as a child where I wanted nothing more than to become the next Albert Einstein. The next Leonardo Davinci, the next genius that was so intelligent it struck the people of my time dumb. Now, however, I realise being a genius should be kept secret, for there is always another that will begin to revolutionise one's work and claim it as their own.
Scribbled poems And Thoughts. I love, Romance, eroticism, I adore passion . Either we burn Or we never light Those matches.
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Saturday, June 18, 2022
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A broken society tells the ladies, That’s it’s okay to be a tomboy, Just not too masculine, When they look rough around the edges, they need...
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Your eyes, I see them shift, and my mind starts to drift, “Where are they wandering?” I asked, I’m wondering, Struggling to understand, ...
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Faith perplexed me for almost my teenage life, but it is something that everyone has though few uses for personal growth, too few these days...
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I saw her there my soul stood in attention for I met a muse, I saw her eyes and I fell down down the event horizon I couldn't get out o...
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Flowers bloom where she walks, Angels smile when she talks. She is a divine human being and makes me feel like I'm free. She is my o...
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I write and you will find scraps of me hidden beneath The lines like a child beneath bed sheets. If you search hard enough, you will find ...