DismayA Poem by Deandra DawnDismay
Look into my dreams and see into this tortured soul an inadequate manner of subservience pivoting slightly on the exotic renewal of efficacious descent drunk on the demeanor of one in an erotic display of a gradual decline into depreciated gain to my dismay I fear I am dislocated Left to suffer in silence and find progressive renewal within the fire of my own desire © 2012 Deandra DawnAuthor's Note
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Added on June 8, 2012Last Updated on June 8, 2012 AuthorDeandra DawnOrlando, FLAboutMy name is Deandra Dawn and I have been writing for as long as I can remember. I also go by the name, Ravishing Raven, and I am currently reworking my website. What else is there to know when there .. more..Writing
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