Category : Poems

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Grays casted over my shoulders

Black pavement under my feet

Worn out shoes headphones of blues

Who am i



Procession of life still moving

Shoes still pounding earth 

Mind still taking a backseat

Soul still searching heart

Who am i



Manifest of welldones

Sanity of not enoughs

Open Veins In My Own Pain

Who am i

Who am i

Who am i



Or Better Yet Who do I Want To Be.