My farewell to poetry is lurking closer,
Words that use to flow,
have become a memory of old,
50T of sand has been placed on top of my head,
The only positive message i have left,
Is telling you that my brain is as good as dead,
My heart has been stabbed,
with experiences i don't understand,
The blood that was dripping from it,
Was being sipped by the land my feet once lived in, Many tried to cheer me on for a while,
But now i honestly feel i have reached my prime,
Ink gone dry, swag gone wild, words floating sky high, I have done my time i am signing out for good this time.
I am Lorenzo
#the_unapologetic_poet
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