FfA Poem by Simbles
What happens. When I have not the ability... must I do research..
Rehearse Work to find the rework Hidden Inside The knowledge that I deserve Better then what it would have been had not I been there to make it from a nothing into beacon of light then surely it's frailty would have left it with nothing and withered and died Now I sit in my mind discussing what it is that seems to me to be so disgusting so much that it leaves me nutting out reasons for why such a morbidly obese type of Like minded wind up Must be just a hype Bust Made from the minds who frayed to much Now stuck in a design trying to find reactions inside the design I just ambit and watch Why then climb when I feel like a God Because you swing you bave a reason to become and as long as you design greater institutions for you aren't yet inside of your own feature the more the irreverence will treat ya Get it together man © 2025 Simbles |
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Added on May 30, 2025 Last Updated on May 30, 2025 |

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