Bad Guy

Left to only imagination…
I slowly conceive my damnation.

With only a heart & a head armed…
A little of myself oblivion charmed.

In the pewter halls of solitude…
Ice gathers on humor’s altitude.

Without input’s bereft engagement…
Only my faults can grant assuagement.

Again, convinced that I’m the worst…
Then, tech chimes “love” & conviction bursts.

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lbstowe

I see the world through a Painter’s eyes and process it with a Poet's Heart....it's quite a harsh place for the soul. It scratches and wears your true self down, at times, but the Beauty is Addictive. I feel for everyone I encounter. Everyone I encounter is a teacher if I'll let them be. I Empathize with everyone I talk to & I Think about Everything-LEVi

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