A smart man once told me never to trust the world,
Because the world would never trust you with its money.
He said it may seem like a good investment,
But it'll eventually be abused and misplaced,
You're wrong, he said to me, in all you do,
Do not forget that,
And in the end I did, and now I live in shit,
With shit stained shoes.
From poems, to short stories, from rants to reviews, from shit to polish, this is the un-edited thought flowing blog so drink up, and be semi-entertained.
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January
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- Positive Reinforcement
- Words of Disservice
- A Simpletons Wish
- Silence! I'm Brooding on the Inside.
- Visions of Futures Past
- Prologue to the Night Flyer 1st Draft
- Predictable Texts
- In the Back of the Mind - a short story
- We Got This
- Shrinking Arguments
- Paradise Misplaced.
- Grief, and the Color Yellow
- Brief and Negative.
- Repetition, Repetition, Repetition.
- How to Disappear Completely, a novel false start.
- Nonsense Before Insanity
- Oxymorons in the View of the Moon
- Burdens on Shoulders.
- Under False Pretenses.
- A Little Liar
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