the wiltedA Poem by joshua deathdealer10/2011 sadness sweeps my senses,
leaves shrivel and fall on the soft breezes, whispering in my mind. "save us" Gaia cries... © 2011 joshua deathdealerAuthor's Note
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15 Reviews Added on October 6, 2011 Last Updated on October 7, 2011 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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