Grey SkiesA Poem by Cadence KilldayThe lonley way in which I stand determines God's rejection of my red painted hands which intensifty dejection.
This dismal hell portrays proof of your evasive lies while the light of better days is concealed with grey skies. © 2010 Cadence KilldayReviews
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3 Reviews Added on June 2, 2010 Last Updated on June 2, 2010 AuthorCadence KilldayAboutI'm Cadence and I'm 19 years old. I play violin and guitar and write poetry. If you review one of my poems I will always do my best to return the favor. more..Writing
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