magneticA Poem by joshua deathdealer03/2013 The reins of what remains of my sanity Has slipped from my hands The
elements are off Up is left, right is down Magnetic thoughts pull the worm to
The back of my head No longer am I chasing mere memories I have stepped through the boundaries To dance with the Congregation of the dead © 2014 joshua deathdealerReviews
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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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