aftermath
Long ago we lay quietly in the aftermath of an exhaustive period of rage in the eye of this terrible storm the darkness rendering a peaceful moment 'don't ever leave me' you said in such a pitiful whisper that I almost believed you in such a haunting, calming plea that I knew at that moment I'd never forget this night even if it be the last and it was
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Deckard
I began writing poetry when I was a teenager and it truly saved me from a destructive path. 'Time Heals' will be on my grave stone'. I have 3 incredible kids who are the greatest gifts that God has given me. If I have advice to give to aspiring...
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