Poem -
Danger.
I shouldn’t be here.
Everyday paranoid fear.
Everyday my green eyes tear.
Around me no happiness or cheer.
Depressive voices i hear.
A mental breakdown near.
Try to blank it out by imbibing whiskey and strong beer.
On a rocky journey life my soul does steer.
Don't think I’ll make it through this new year.
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My goodness Sir WALLACE!!......such adamant melancholy!!....a sadness that rhymes and screams to the soul!!......I pray your soul to keep, safe, and fully imbibed with the strength needed to overcome!!......ALL STARS!!....Well penned dear poet brother!!.......LOVE & ROCKETS!!......T xo : )
You need help my friend, you need meaning behind your beliefs, words that don't say poor meÂ
stay off my page sir
love and rockets
you have no sou;l
I play soul music everyday.
My inner soul sings to the music.
And dances in a soulful motion.
In London Town they call me the soul angel.
I am full of soul but unfortunately you’re not.
love and spaceships.
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You have a strange name - no soul.
May the power of the unfathomable universe cleanse and teach your stained soul, from the soul angel.
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Nonsense.