Better Man
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Poetry
As I stand, and look through these bars,
I can’t help to think of my lil stars,
How I wished I could have been a better man,
Sometimes I think, ‘why have I been dealt this hand?’
But I am what I am, and who I will always be,
Because I know I can produce a better me,
The same as I was, just in a different lane,
Because the monster in me I can now tame.
As I stand, and look through these bars,
I can’t help to think of my lil stars,
How I wished I could have been a better man,
Sometimes I think, ‘why have I been dealt this hand?’
But I am what I am, and who I will always be,
Because I know I can produce a better me,
The same as I was, just in a different lane,
Because the monster in me I can now tame.
‘Love is Rebuilding My Life’
By Phillip
There’s irony, hypocrisy, fallacy, a vast ocean of distance to cross. The “saint”, the “sinner”, it’s lunacy, that the ignorant could save the lost.
Creative
ISSUE NO. 22
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2 MIN READ
Methfairytale
By Karie
I’m not belle of the ball, not the very least, but we have something in common, I’m in love with a beast. But the beast is not a person but a drug that I call meth, I’ve been talking to myself for hours, I’m running out of breath.
Creative
ISSUE NO. 22
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1 MIN READ
Art From Inside
By Lanie
Our team was blown away by this beautiful painting.
Creative