An Easy Solution

Poem By jonathan farrell

I don't need your drugs
I don't want a quick fix
I want some bloody peace
Screaming, screaming bliss!

Never talk to me like im just a project
And classify me like a child
If you knew anything about this
You'd care for what is mine

Comments about An Easy Solution

Yes Jonathan, speak loud and clear for all to hear and always stand up for your rights. Excellent poem, I like it very much.--Melvina--

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