The faceless, The Masses,In this world it passesFor everyday folk once a life.it sometimes surpasses those bold as the brasses The few who are called man and wife.Now I look around meThe people that I seehave no care to live with another.An ocean of souls beas deep as the blue sea.all singles who won’t take…
The faceless, The Masses,
In this world it passes
For everyday folk once a life.
it sometimes surpasses
those bold as the brasses
The few who are called man and wife.
Now I look around me
The people that I see
have no care to live with another.
An ocean of souls be
as deep as the blue sea.
all singles who won’t take a lover.
my lasting impression
is filled with aggression
as gender’s becoming confusing.
However, I’m messing
with words in this session,
As I find the whole thing amusing.
Adam Adamson still is an awesome shag... Well he is. Honest. But whatever, he has always loved to write, even before he could write. Its been a passion of his since he realised that others would read his stuff and get a little emotional. That gripped him really. Was it good or was it crap? Anyhoo! Enjoy reading what i’ve scribbled and who knows… one day it might make sense.
Dec247h 
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