When Curiosity Doesn't Kill You……YOU LEARN. More Than Just a Breathe of Fresh Air

But there is hope 

There always has been 

It’s just been eluding her 

Sneaking up on her 

Daring her 

To find it…


A slit of the wrist

And a scar 


Proves she is not scared

To die…

There is nothing to live for 

Only things to die for 

There is nothing to life for 

Or die for….

There is hope 

Hope that my individual life

Gets better 

If they deny Me liberty 

I shall set myself free

Of this country

The bond we had

Is over 

You have one more chance 

Or i die.


Please lord 

Let me bring my man 

Kerrious copyright with all rights reserved 2017

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