Hold tight to realism
For if realism perishes
Death is a rife volcano
That can not vomit.
Hold tight to realism
For when realism dissolves
Death is a land mine
Awaiting to blow.
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This blog will mainly be featuring all of my poetry and only rarely will I blog about my daily life. All that you need to know is within my poetry. :)
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