S**tA Poem by Blake BlackstoneOpen for your own personal meanings. I have my own.
Her lips were scarred and mind was stained
Her mouth exposed amongst sin Eyes wide open, in for the force She let everybody short of me in Fallen beside the weak and frail I must become a dog to eat before it's too late for society to allow I just want a little treat © 2010 Blake BlackstoneReviews
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StatsAuthorBlake BlackstoneMiami, FLAboutMy name is Blake Blackstone, I make music and I also am a filmmaker. My (one man) band's name is Drowning Your Mother. www.myspace.com/drowningLyourLmother I also have a have a website that I made m.. more..Writing
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