oracleA Poem by joshua deathdealer05/2012
What have I done..
words have come into being spoken from the mouth of my mind animating the very horror I want to try and hide this is no game I am no demigod art is a reflection of within the darkness that has built upon the walls of my heart peels like paint coming off in layers as I strip myself of its allure its comforting way the death of me is accepting it to give in is to die to let go of the pain is life © 2012 joshua deathdealerAuthor's Note
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Added on May 15, 2012Last Updated on May 15, 2012 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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