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Playing around with visual poetry today. Enjoy!
heartache in verse
we go marching one by one into this world of man's creation who demands that we trade our time for cash but not to support our hopes, dreams no, no don't take the pennies from him, he earned it, not you simply by being on top
that house you dream of sits waiting for capital a mortgage so you can say it's yours but you're drowning under paper from trees that died to murder you all over again.