Disposed Love, Disposed of wishes, the will to live gets harder each day with this black oozing depression, Disposed of decisions, Disposed of wants, we all want to fix our minds, to love to want, this world gets darker as people get high from a crave to escape to reality. Disposed earth, Disposed universe each day our human race kills the earth each day yet we blame each other by color/race/gender or religion, the stars are barely bright anymore. Disposed care, Disposed Dreams, People are so self-centered and cruel, breaking dreams of dreams as they drag their sore feet with broken backs. The world will never learn with Disposed Love and Disposed dreams.
About the Creator
Izaya Orihara
"They told me to be myself, but no one likes demons" Kevin Tidwell (Me)
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