OldA Poem by D.A.RavendaShe follows him around
f*****g all his friends making sure he knows making sure he cares He just longs to go home but home if returned to would not be the same so lost forever he will remain The Third fifth was far behind fragmented stained glass scattered throughout pieced back in the reflection © 2015 D.A.Ravenda |
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Added on April 21, 2014 Last Updated on January 23, 2015 AuthorD.A.RavendaLodi, NJAboutHi! My name is Daniel Ravenda. This is my website and a portal into my mind. This is where I plan on putting all the crazy things I cant fit in my head. I have been writing since I'm literally five .. more..Writing
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