Telling the truth
I’m to tired to get out anything legible, my mind like a receptacle, a place to store every rushing thought . The words rushing, over…
Author: Vincent Carender
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Love To feel heartbreak
I like the heartbreak, because I haven’t felt in a while, numb nothing, fake smiles. A chameleon a con man a person I despise, always…
My Affliction
Let me tell you, a bit, about my affliction, kinda like addiction, I’m the guy girls meet before the guy they need yup that’s me.…
Blue eyes Blue heart
My eyes are blue, and so is my heart, almost thirty, and still I have no part, no Part in love, no one found not…
It’s not talent
It’s not talent, it’s A.D.D that’s got me writing poetry. I’m not gifted, I’m insane,words rushing through my brain, I could write for days and…