i’ve got a nation pollination
all inside my head a trill
they wanna kill
just one scribble ahead
of a posse possessing me
i throw up across the board
called hell that twists my skills
and this torture chamber
playing orchestra pulls my nails
it’s called hell and welcome to me
to my screaming steel it’s a grill
superheated to melt and kill
welcome to me to my location
one foot away from heaven and
two feet from hell

:: 08-10-2015 ::

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Writer, Artist. I like to paint abstract acrylic images onto canvas. I love to read everything, and I especially enjoy science, philosophy, and the arts. I'm new to the blog experience and I very much enjoy it! I hope to learn as much about all the features that WordPress offers and thank you -- my visitor -- for taking time to read my words. Peace and love... View all posts by EPRobles

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