Kayfucius

A collective of thoughts, poetry, writing works, blurbs, and other randomosity

Running hard andpounding pavements – trying to escape my roots;Damaged, ultimately tainted.Who wouldn’t,whenMom’s a basketcase;Dad an alcoholicto boot? I have no friends. I can’t talk to them;And not becausethat door’s not open…Moreso becauseI don’t want to be like them,and yet somehow still –I’m hopin’… Things will change.I tell myself this;Not sure at this point ifI …

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Kayfucius

A collective of thoughts, poetry, writing works, blurbs, and other randomosity

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