Poetry For Sociopaths

Thursday, May 15, 2014

Ever Onward

There comes a time in the course of the life of all true supertramps, when one must break free from the cages of living, in their many forms, and be free.

Because I cannot for the life of me understand why the caged bird sings.

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      • Ever Onward
      • Gentle Rhythms And Lost Marbles
      • Nothing Rolls Off The Tongue Like The Word Sociopathy
      • Haikus With Low IQs
      • Quotes I Wrote
      • A Splinter Of Myself
      • One Million Apologies
      • A Better Way To Bleed
      • Heaven, Hell, And Time Spent Well
      • Hesitation
      • Hungover And Out To Dry
      • My Kind
      • One Breath Left
      • Prideless And Prejudiced
      • A Requiem
      • So To Say
      • The Wicked Never Know
      • Track Marks And Headstarts
      • Vitamin K
      • Violent Shades Of Violet
      • Fragmentation
      • Endless Time
      • Adorer Yeux
      • Fade To Black
      • Just Your Kiss
      • To Katrina With Love
      • Mirror Mirror
      • Write A Title For This That Doesn't Suck
      • Alive In Regret
      • Dear Mama, I'm Young, Dumb, and Damaged
      • Fair Weather Whispers
      • All In Iteration
      • Chemical Sincerity
      • GARBAGE By Any Other Name
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