Just A Number
Age is just a number an enigma of reality in a picture frame that I can't remember...ya reality is filled with nothing but principalities and technicality's with the little drummer boy pounding away all for Mallory..everyone believes that the world runs on who has the best salary....but the truth is this world is run on the blood and tears of the homeless,poor,and outcasts...and the little drummer boy pounding away all for Malory.
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Bailey Reynolds
Hey I'm Bailey and my poems are about my life,the world ,and I want to use my poetry to engrave into your brains a different way of thinking,and I want hopefully I will become someone's hero.
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