He said "easy..."
my drug of choice is kind to me
this hungry soul that sets me free
my solemn grasp of stable rage
exploding on a purposed stage
where unseen canvas colors churn
inside a beautys passion burn
and I am formed to set ablaze
that crazy twisted hungry phase
that cry for more from nightly moon
imbued by comley breaths that swoon
till overtaken comes for me
and I am lost in beauty's sea
~Moses Apollo
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