Shoulders heavy and weary from taking in all the pain of the world.... Fighting myself combating the violence and disharmony that threatens to destroy all that we know Understanding that the root of all evil is the same everywhere you go The price we pay for being human the price I pay for caring Have to tell myself I am NOT a Powerpuff girl.
Reason for writing:
Okay, this is NOT really a serious piece...I know that one or two of you will know EXACTLY what I am saying...it's kind of a private joke turned poetic dribble.
Birth sign: Scorpio
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