Destuctive Toughs Poem by Beethovens laguerre

Destuctive Toughs



I feel like a endanger species
running away from life predators.
Running and dodging
at life misery.
Extinct and the
eyes of most.
Falling through this
hole without rope,
With nothing to hang
but my soul.
I choose to stop fighting and let life roll.
While suffering from
Hitler's hold i wish he could feel my soul.

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