![]() soonA Poem by joshua deathdealer![]() 05/2011![]()
I am so ready to go home
our beautiful approximation I cannot leave alone my mind dwells on our reflection purest sounds of our symphony play upon the strings of my soul this span of time holds no bars or chains on my adoration it blazes from me as if I were a star hanging so high above, swept away in bliss I cherish every moment spent with you soon I will touch your face and wipe away all miss all my roads lead to you ![]() © 2011 joshua deathdealerAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthor![]() joshua 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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