Reverse PsychologyA Poem by The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)
My fingers walk a fine line Along the outskirts Of an unknown silhouette, There is A certain familiarity About the path My fingerprints are making On freshly printed paper That causes a cut Beneath my nail, Without clippers or a hammer I am left with no choice But to sign my name in blood In order to save my shadow From a permanent blackout. © 2014 The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)Reviews
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Added on July 26, 2014Last Updated on July 26, 2014 AuthorThe Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)It's better to be dead and cool than alive and uncoolAboutBirth name: Dale Deadmond Born November 20th, 1969 Metaphorically speaking music is my BFF and poetry is my soulmate. This is my world of my favorite poets are E.A. Poe, Dylan Thomas, R.. more.. |

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