https://allpoetry.com/poem/13436502-clay-pigeon-shooting–by-Stuart-Crossley
[I lie bowing] – a poem by Stuart Crossley – All Poetry
I am not able to freely express myself( as society pretends) because some ignorant motherfuckers, if the truth be told, cannot( or choose not to) see real emotion even when in plain sight, how much more obvious will it take for people like that to pay attention?
it is genuinely not my aim to offend, please think about that, if you will.
A [hoped] misperception.
… As he sat, in a daydream I suppose, he pondered how vacant his life had become, in such a short time.
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What is to happen next? – It is up to ********.
Stuart Crossley – poet at allpoetry
‘I’ oversaw my own nature.
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i cannot perfect her death, She is simply too perfect.
