Bologna (Bull****) Poem by King Happy
Bologna (Bull****)
Rating: ★5.0
Somewhere in my mind
Beneath the dust and mold,
Is a place thats cold and angry
It seems its not my own.
Built upon my s*** ingested
Filled to brim with inner demons.
Hollow and veiled,
With sections of horror,
I'm alone.
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5/9/2024 11:18:46 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Good use of certain words, makes you feel the way you felt when you wrote it.