My happiness and love is boundless and timeless
My time here is long but harsh and short,
My soul oozing with authentic and
greatness, my environment breed dread
and hate is miserable here.
I want to walk barefooted in grass and
smell the ocean salt in the air and listen
to kind chirps I drink from the cup of
positiveness, but I taste nothing but
negativity, thoughts of creativity roam
in my mind, but I'm trap in a field
of broken dreams, hope seem if it's a
methodical animal here my world hurt
but it feel good to be alive.
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