Crimson MidnightA Poem by Chad I'll miss you... Has God left me out of his omnipotent plan? Have faith and hope slipped through my hands that were once so strong, so full of everything necessary for hope to accompany hapiness? Must the torture ensue and leave my hands to accompany my heart? © 2008 Chad |
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Added on April 7, 2008 Author
ChadFort Wayne, INAboutBeen writing seriously for like two years. I skateboard, play baseball, work, and write and that's about it, really. more..Writing
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