Me cabeza un casa tu casa

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๐ŸŽต๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽต๐ŸŽถ

I stand before you,

Naked and true.

My bareness not of yours.

My truth can not be trusted.

Nor my faith be withered.

Please I beg you not to believe

all of these words this poet does.

all of these years of quatrain this poet makes.

all of that word do line up with all of it that is pure bs and nonsense.

When all things fail,

I will prevail of my moronic and ironic insanities of my loving cabeza.

As I ask once before.

“Enter with all warning,

Enter and be entetained,

Inside my insanities,

Welcome to my hell,

So you’d know what

Heaven looks like after

You have come out of mine.”

Welcome. . .

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Pho-m .129!!!

Of all will,

the way follows.

In freedom,

It changes and binds to a cage.

Will and Freedom can have each other,

if these two enforces and contradicts, 

tyranny will never stop.

if these two works, God knows 

we can be a better force than before.

๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ˜Ž๐ŸŽญ๐Ÿ†’๐Ÿ†™๐Ÿ†•๐ŸŽญ๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ˜Ž

ยฉoam

ยฎartsydhude 00-18

โ„ขXENOphagz

Qwipzeeoligy 10r


However big, small, or even monumental the achievements.

Its an accomplished life which fulfills a dream within a dream,

That it can go further if it is an acceptance of inevitability flips that microsecond

change willing enough and there is no exceptions to the rule,

because life has its own mistakes for us to see it as an opportunity,

to be benefited and take hold of a minute of advantage.

Working it out.

Play and see what it is,

play and feel where should it be,

it’s worth every day that work is our play,

where we play is the privelege of working each day,

comes into view that all we were meant to do,

to be

alive where and when we go in,

to clock in and out of what we need to want to do.

โœ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜ฃ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿ‘‹๐Ÿ–“

ยฉ oliver a. melendez.

ยฉ all artworks and poetry by ohms / @rstydhude

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