underlying

The words are there Yet have nowhere to go Chained to that elusive thought Dancing in the dark Lost in dreams What can be said for the poet Who owns these words But has not the key to release them Returning each night is the torture he must face ~ and cannot begin to explain

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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