Treasure Chest Treasure from Pixabay

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Greg Prince
2 min readJun 25, 2019

Treasure in between.

I’m tainted
Soul is cracked
Shape of a rotten dirge
Outcast beyond anarchist
Crying in the lonely
Don’t sing for me
Too sloppy
Won’t need sympathy
Sharp hurt more comforting
Play in the broken glass
Feel good
Broken like I be
Should be history
Chomping down getting dirty
Searching, always searching
Found light sprayed on a strobe fan of fading illumination
Cringe no more…

Greg Prince

Bringing real feelings along with messages of inspiration and imagination to life. Awakening is the symptom of my infectious condition. Poetry is my condition.