Wrecking Ball

WB

 

 

 

 

 

 

and so I ran

away from the pain and the mutilation of my soul

Strife made me sick

I basked in my studies and swung the chain that kept the world at bay

those who perceived kept their distance

those that didn’t weren’t my enemies

Mine was a curious existence

plagued by dreams that kept me hidden from reality

while reality was silence and solitude

but never peace


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