Conscious Breath
Forged in rolling seas of dreams the mystic well resides dancing thoughts ride torrent streams where imagination hides frozen skies and neon clouds carry words in crystal rain faces wearing waves like shrouds swallow wayward ships of pain home to endless echos a twisted, feeble howl eyes shift under sweating lids satan's breath wreaks foul playground to these hollow hearts of Angels wandering lost trade your soul for wicked wants and Heaven be the cost I walk outside my lucid skin my waking thoughts return I feel the sting of evil's tongue the conscious breath does burn
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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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