Dreams of Isolation

We burn traitors There is no worse offenseLoyalty is lifeNone will ever forgetI don’t want to hateHate weighs down my heart and soulPeople make it hard Work is no funIt takes the freedomI work to earnPaperWhat good is paperIn the middle of NowhereI should workFor myselfNo paperJust produce Just for meAnd my needsMy wantsAnd family Work for meAnd be free... Continue Reading →

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