Cold Blood
I've made a decision to make an incision and extract all of the warmth from my being No more Mr. Nice guy I'll now be the ice guy coldest hombre you've ever seen I'm sick of the players that shovel the layers of crap way up to my knees I fork out my money don't get spooned any honey "can someone pass the bullshit please" Kindness never bringsany gains withdraw compassion from my veins until all that remains is cold blood
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Moonwind
I'm one of seven siblings and as a child grew up in a tough neighborhood where things were always rough. I started writing my thoughts and how I felt about life at a early age sometimes as a way to escape. I learned very early that if you wanted...
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