deathwishA Poem by joshua deathdealer01/2012
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stained window panes light crumbling hallways stretched down to a sad synthesized resemblance of myself When smoke clings to the already sweltering and hanging air that hangs like dust, choking fragile lungs and killing hearts When I awake to reality, beset with oxygen tank futures and chemotherapy, surrounded by generations that don't understand me When death walks hand in hand with what remains of my depleted resources and inanimate dreams, agonized by grief When flies surround my decaying body and fallen angels search this plane frantically for my soul, will I still reach for the tobacco and for the green probably so © 2012 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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