To Ungodly Men I Never Fall, Nor Do I Toil Where I'd Feel Dismay, For Every Day For Me's A Ball, And Never A Day Until I'm Prey.

To ungodly men I never fall,
Nor do I toil where I'd feel dismay,
For every day for me's a ball,
And never a day until I'm prey.

- Joshua Guillory
Sunday, January 24, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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January 24,2021, A.M, .... There will never be a day when I'm killed as prey... nor will I ever kill so-called prey.... peace, life, love, victory, joy, greatness, happiness, forever
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