Last time I saw a black hero he was laying on a red cape made of his blood
Defeated by kryptonite bullets place on his chest… 368 more words
I was wooed
Differently amused, and interested.
My art, and writing spoke.
For I had fallen into her life, randomly.
And my mind was slowly encrypted into her portfolio. 116 more words
It is a part of me
Disguised as a gift.
It hides in a corner.
Ignoring the night.
Revealed in the light of day.
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I was sour and outdated.
My time long past due.
Years waiting for someone to consume me.
To take interest.
But i was that can left behind. 63 more words