I was taught that stories were lies I was told to stop telling stories every time I gave account of my truth I was shutdown by some adult blocking my flow and killing my vibe like pulling wings off butterflies destroying flowers because theirs didn't bloom expressed feelings through my eyes told to fix my face and told to go to my favorite place in the house my room where I remained silent for the duration of my stay rumor has it til this day I have nothing to say off doing what ever it takes to succeed is my alibi and success will be my written legacy
The Immortal Wize
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Wings On My Cap
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mlowe5 says: Soar on, my Brother; soar on! Peace and Love |
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