not just a gameA Poem by savannah estrada
hes frozen in time
on way to move hes stuck in this place time and space void of change hes floating throught life void of emotions his only release are the games he plays the violence and mind play takes away from the emptiness hes felling
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Added on April 9, 2016 Last Updated on April 9, 2016 Author
savannah estradaBRIGHTON, COAboutplease read and comment on my writing i love hearing the thing i could improve on, if you have a guess at my age please message me i love seeing how people portray me from my writing content. more..Writing
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