Breeds Poem by sean north

Breeds



No real change
onyour big day
narc yourself too

feel this way
pay the price
the last installment
where luv hangs

Out with disenchantment

Reality is always

Real
a Flux can be

Unwound

like walking over
water
water
under ground

Don't change Your views
to suit Your needs,
but.

Don't see Contempt
and how it
Breeds

Sunday, October 1, 2017
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