UntitledA Poem by Commander S.TThe world keeps spinning, while the pain The pain keeps festering like the corrosive salt from the acid rain that falls It falls from an endless paradox that's a portal to the memories Memories of the past and present of life's constant maneuvers © 2012 Commander S.TReviews
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2 Reviews Added on January 4, 2012 Last Updated on January 4, 2012 AuthorCommander S.TNewark , NJAboutI am very enthusiastic.I absolutely LOVE to write.Also i am very passionate and love to put myself in the shoes of others. more..Writing
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