Wordsmiths lair

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I reside in a world where normal people don’t exist hell they really don’t belong.

So if my words offend you leave now you’ve stumbled upon my lair, a wordsmiths lair and you are at my doorstep now i give you all safe passage but I’ll give you this fair warning and dew heed.

This is my passion watch where you tread for your actions cause consequences that force my pen to bleed.

Who ever dare crosses my threshold you are now home and a welcomed guest that now may enter and exit as you please and may go wherever you are pleased and go where ever you think you belong.

This is my house I’ve built for my thoughts and likes and for the crazies, misfits,poets,and writers new and of old who write proses and lullabies and song.

Don’t play games with my heart or I’ll bid you a swift adieu or (goodbye)👋 this isn’t another game your playing with my literal real life beating heart and this isn’t another game of chess.

I’ve ripped out my heart for you all once before see thats it right there beating outside my liars door bleeding still outside my chest.

This poetry isn’t a joke to me it’s something I’ve done for years I can’t stop doing till I forever rest.

This is my heart I’m giving too you all keep it safe protect it with your lives even if it’s a bloody mess.