Goy Poem by Matthew Ray Long

Goy



Crazy life. sad as hell. push and push, fall deeper into the trap they set for us. nothing matters if you're trippin, reality's still there and she's a jealous girlfriend. watch for the watchmen, they care for none. all as cattle, food for the mills.

Wednesday, June 29, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: anger,life,love,sad
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