5A Poem by joshua deathdealer05/2015you don't think I know that you know look deeper and you will find the source the reason for my depravity my bitter mask drowning softly in the black, its grown into a monster that I fight daily at the drop of a hat the reflection of a thought its been with me since the age of five the first time I died © 2015 joshua deathdealerFeatured Review
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7 Reviews Added on May 6, 2015 Last Updated on May 6, 2015 Authorjoshua deathdealerCasket City, FLAbout"My trepidation of things past is not a song with a beginning, middle and end. But an endless symphony playing infinite variations on the same theme. One day of sadness fades into another and the .. more.. |

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