Fresh Cut LeatherA Poem by J.howard87
Where is never going to be forever?
Chosen by beaten paths and damp endeavors. Once alive like fresh cut leather. Amidst the cries, all ties are severed. © 2014 J.howard87 |
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1 Review Added on April 5, 2014 Last Updated on April 5, 2014 AuthorJ.howard87new york, NYAboutI am disposable. Immerse, contradictory,satisfying and potent. I am deranged, passive and intense. I am many things, but I am here. more.. |

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