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Zackary Hayford Oct 2016
Young hungry people
Grab hold the first sight that they see,

For what's present is plastic, you bought the rough piece,

Starve,  keep starving
Misery shapes the soul,

Somethin'a callin but, I don't know
I dug and dwell my little hole

Keep quiet, keep quiet, shh

Don't need anyone to know.
Zackary Hayford Sep 2016
Is it deranged ?
Or better said strange
The chapter needs to end
Bliss behind the page

Too much thinking
Pills are peeking
Something's gotta change
Zackary Hayford Aug 2016
To turn nothingness, into bliss
Something you love is soon to be missed,
For what lives now
Will surely fall then,
He'll only blow minds
With exactly a pen,
The trees around they never sleep,
Perfected by years the song they sing
Nature gives love, to every thing
Zackary Hayford Jun 2016
Th midnight cowboy
Who walks the streets alone,
The midnight cowboy
He calls the night his home,
Strange Animals crossing
They've entered this dark scene with me,
Wherever I am,
My ancestors land,
Excursion without a plan,

— The End —