for dear lifeA Poem by joshua deathdealer08/2013
the reason that you're unreachable
is still the question that haunts me it wakes me up from the flames from the beauty that clouds my sight I've pushed the envelope forward as far as it is able to go only to return empty handed to be left just as hollow as your eyes like holes that stare through, this blank future blooms aimlessly in the face of a vibrant past and no, I will never let go instead I will hold onto your spectral hands for dear life and together we will walk down streets that are no more © 2014 joshua deathdealerFeatured 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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