DeathbedA Poem by Adam LainWhether or not God is looking down, or the Devil is glaring up; without this love I am nothing, just your gaze is enough. To contemplate this feeling, it puts others to shame; the anguish, pain, exhaustion; senses become dull, senses become tame. Hate has no place here, only warmth dwells beside, Im not always this brimming optimist, but you make me look towards the light. But I have this feeling towards God; stifling, blasphemous, cold ... Why did cancer take you, as I stand above your tombstone? © 2011 Adam LainAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorAdam LainFlint, MIAboutFinally getting around to writing some brief info about me, which of course leads you to the conclusion that I'm a procrastinator. Nevertheless, I am a 20 year old Psychology student attending the Uni.. more..Writing
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