The hidden disdain for the mundane reality has surfaced. Bringing from my belly a discord with my heart that wrenches my conviction from my hand.
Indivisible with liberty and justice for the blind folded maiden of Truth. Invisible tyranny has wrought subjugation on the population by those who manipulate the blind hand of the maiden. Cyclical benevolence usurped by cyclical malevolence. A bastion of humanity corrupted into a cauldron of banality.
Oh twisted tree of the mother's womb how have you become this once great land's tomb?
My name is Laron Lemon. I stumbled upon a pen and a pad of paper which sparked a curiosity for writing about any topics that cross my path. I am a writer pursuing his craft who would like any constructive criticism you would like to give, and would enjoy reading the writing you have created.
I wish I had more criticism, but I loved the rhythm and flow of this. loved the material too...makes me wish I'd have written it. :)
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