d-wordA Poem by voidsparrowv for vendetta on the brain
dancing deleriously with a
deeply devilish demenor, the dark and demented derigible dodging demon darts from door to door, doing dastardly deeds of destruction with no desire to desist or depart and he is doomed to derail by dawn. © 2010 voidsparrow |
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Added on May 28, 2010 Last Updated on May 28, 2010 AuthorvoidsparrowRenton, WAAbouti write when i am inspired to do so. the price we pay for eliminating our ignorance is, unfortunately, eliminating some of the bliss that is associated with it. truth is ephemeral. it evolves a.. more..Writing
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