No poem after twenty-two

I'm no rimbaud

I'm ****** ******, A *** nation

I am the Sinbad

keep prayin', Feed the wall

Dream catcher made of spider eyes

nightmares all night long
...

alone in my bed

deamons scream in my head

...
thin white duke

all in black

when your times come

there is no going back

...

**** hello poetry if they don't like me

I don't like me too

looks not books

***** and boots

boys are on toys

nails
,

crosses

  &

bones