distance between thought

the irrelevency of this day blots the Sun with the suffocating light of indifference the urge to scream is often there just below that inane giggle that maniacal grin that ever recurring crystalline voice whispering from the lips of a fading thought 'we are all undeniably irrevocably lost'

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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