lost to meA Poem by joshua deathdealer12/2012
we really done it this time
thrown dirt on top of this coffin known as our love if there ever was a end, this is it like bullets tearing through tender hearts its here whether we want it or not blood soaked dreams followed closely by diabolical nightmares have become my sober reality I can't even feel the cold due to an uncontrolled inferno that incinerates the reminisce of my soul You are lost to me my eyes burn from searching the holes in my sight promises fall like rain breaking on the concrete I lay as the warmth is vacuumed away vented out into a real world a place I'd forgotten a place where the curtains show what is coming a place draped in the horror of I can't find you © 2013 joshua deathdealerAuthor's NoteFeatured Review
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StatsAuthorjoshua deathdealerCasket City, FLAbout"My trepidation of things past is not a song with a beginning, middle and end. But an endless symphony playing infinite variations on the same theme. One day of sadness fades into another and the .. more..Writing
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