The other girls are trying to be
The woman they want me to see. But you keep doing you, Your smile turns the black to blue. I love the way you laugh out loud, So grateful you forgot to be proud. You live the way you're made to be, And that's the thing that sets you free. Carter Chase November 28th 2017
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Darkness floods my mind
As I lay here trying to unwind. "Pray your prayer little man, Pray that God will hold your hand." I take my reality as nothing but poems, A written story of an abstract mind in a spiritual war. The artist writes his words and draws whatever is it that wants out. The story teller must bleed to describe the blood, And the potter must find what he uses as mud. Time to snap out and back to reality. Shake it off man. Carter Chase November 28th 2017 |
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December 2017
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