Riot
I split my head open to step inside my dreams.
I bleed on paper to extract rust from my bloodstream.
The process is a riot and I’m addicted to anarchy.
Hey there I'm D. Writer/Poet/Mother - I know a little Tai Chi, but my Kung Fu is weak - beautifully flawed Email:dabboh76@outlook.com
Hey there I'm D. Writer/Poet/Mother - I know a little Tai Chi, but my Kung Fu is weak - beautifully flawed Email:dabboh76@outlook.com
