Catch a cold.A Poem by Adam :PCatch this cold quite quick, Doomed bye these cursive tails till morning we blindly dwell. Poured my last touch in a coffe cup, and i, fear the night when it's eyes glare from the fallen blade of the neighbors oldest child. Quite is our conversation it's the only way we know to speak. Wake up from this deadly day to fall into another dream. © 2013 Adam :P |
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Added on February 12, 2013 Last Updated on February 12, 2013 AuthorAdam :Psherman, United States Minor Outlying IslandsAboutI'm 20, got one kid who was just born in 2010 november named Hayden, I am a single parent and share custody of the little guy :). I love writing lyrics, I have no musical talent, so I stuck with jus.. more..Writing
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