“Black and Blue”

One book Black

One book Blue

Threw them shines, The great, the mediocre

And The Uglies,

Of the beauty of Nature,

life on earth provides.

Of the society, so Mediocre.  I stab at thee with my pen

Out for blood for blood with my own blood spilt on the pages.

Of the Ugly, I paint beautiful

Portraits of there lives

Stories of black and blue made

You will never see the black one with me in a city and you will never see blue one in tye bush!
You will never see the black one with me in a city and you will never see blue one in thee bush!


Yup you guys guessed it this was all about the two books of poetry i am doing while wondering or maybe you didn’t but he i am not gonna hold that against you! I have a few more to get ready before i head out for the night but i will borrow this computer back to it’s lender for a while candy crush is a real addiction as bullshit as it may be

Love your revolution and stay strong people


Published by: mitch fourtwenty

I write fiction, do street art, used to paint trains but that's really hard when your old, they just always seemed so dull and NY had better trains then we did with more color so i always liked throwing paint at my trains, I have one main blog which is my idea board which you are probably free to steel from just don't let me catch you with my more professional lawyers, I was depressed at one point in life because people kept pointing out i was different then them thanks, I guess i am, I don't fit in anywhere particular but I'm pretty happy because it seems like instead i fit in everywhere. I occasionally use grape vines to talk at some people, which are slow but un hack-able, I'm also my own medical researcher and a host of other nifty job titles i don't mind doing for myself it makes me happier each day! I am intelligent to the point where i'm hyper curious about things so i tend to ask alot of question about stuff if peole dont piss on me for having the super human ability of curiosity which keeps me learning despite a system that turned its back on me long ago, I still survive and write, one day i might go public but considering I'm probably wanted in my home town and don't even know it because i never got caught i don't often clue people in on who i am on earth, on the inter webs. while i have many masks that may seems scary even to some people I'm genuinely just a man making his community a better place to live for everyone he talks to that ever had a sad story who erased my metal ass face? I liked my metal face?

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