Out Of Tune, Not TimeA Poem by The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE) My body numbs as a counteraction to the tingling sensation that plays my spine like an out of tune fiddle. Refusing to dance to music composed by what can not be seen. Hell may be the capital I was born in but the devil is not my President. Let his fire burn all around me, I will use it as my guiding light. At the end of the journey I may be nothing but ashes but at least I will be
lighter than the stones thrown at me. © 2012 The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)Reviews
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19 Reviews Added on April 29, 2012 Last Updated on April 29, 2012 AuthorThe Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)It's better to be dead and cool than alive and uncoolAboutBirth name: Dale Deadmond Born November 20th, 1969 Metaphorically speaking music is my BFF and poetry is my soulmate. This is my world of my favorite poets are E.A. Poe, Dylan Thomas, R.. more..Writing
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