Biography
I'm a jack of all trades just trying to add leaves on my branches
Samples
Complete yet not ; eaten your fill but can't hit the spot , Body so cold yet head so hot, Overwhelmed by personifications of my selfish wants, insufficient benevolent ways but games abound like a maize, The clock is ticking chief , For existence is brief, So it is my belief, That underneath , After gritting teeth , Sword out of the sheath, that even the tough hide , of time cannot abide , by the rules of invincibility , willingly , the love may subside , no long provide , the affection , when headed in the direction , of "till death do us part ", for love is an art , and art must have pain , mostly the heart , feel as if one was being torn apart , from the inside , torn back like a riptide , contemplating to go or to hide , but if u have to ask my advice, is to never think twice , cause life is a cat and we are just mice, today's new weekness is the old nice, one must be ruthless , cause in end we are all toothless, clueless, and ready to loose it , so that's why I want to see you tonight
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