Home?
I am a citizen of the milky way,welcome. All are welcome,sometimes. At times our mat at the door is reeled in if you're wearing the wrong color or wrong skin. If you watch from Europa you can see the fireworks display of a nuclear nature. Listen to the silence. Watch the beauty of destruction and chaos. Limited only by my race's imagination of creativity. Cause for a limited time we have all forms of extermination. Perfected by many years of trial and trial,errors are never made by these hangmen. Their knot ever searching for an unwilling participant to entertain their vices. Vacationers welcome,maybe. Welcome to see the sights,visit our monuments and convert to our mainstream or be introduced to our aforementioned professors of fleshy sciences from the University of Divided Nations. In God we trust,sometimes. Unless we have to choose between Him,money,the opposite sex,power,comfort,or well,like I said,sometimes. "So come and knock on our door,we've been waiting for you."
2020-02-28 02:05:32
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JENOVA JACKSON CHASE
@Karlos Ortiz that was a long one ... Sure... I think we can pur this as a statement... Umhmm... But ya i don't know about others but i loved your work...so please do not be discouraged... Continue what you have started... It's okay to make mistakes... You'll get better... And yes I'll surely help ya... thankyou... have a good day too.
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2020-02-28 19:30:23
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Karlos Ortiz
I kinda thought it would fall under more of a statement than poetry. Cool, thanks. I'm working on a piece right now. I hope you'll enjoy it.
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2020-02-28 19:35:23
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STELLA RAYMOND
It is an extremely wonderfully said poem @karlos_ortiz. I just loved it like anything.
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