your knife scent

yeh, Dad it was you
never good enough for you
as I stab your words

your fake words, your lies
words that stabbed me in the back
what you got, Mercy

Why did you do it?

I am enough of an artist to

I am enough of an artist to draw freely upon my imagination. Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world.

I can feel that U where super angry when u wrote this:)
Just like a volcano, anger within=> explosion...
like this

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