Love Lost but Not Forgotten

Loathing

All My Wishes Were Thrown Down a Well and Should Die There - Cannibal Culture

fists fulls of rage
birthing from a deep down place

no time
for reckoning 
while my arms are moving

again, again, again, again, again, again

sun shines on skin, till we burn to dust
smoke me up

arms and legs are parted, but I’m living to tell the tale

bury my ashes in ashtrays

Living to tell the tale

,I Dont Like Looking at Flowers as Much as I Used Too.

Fred Mertz Was Most Likely a Bad Poet and a Pervert

It’s you against us

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Open The Door For Me- In loving memory

silence is a symphony - novely

Completed

It's More Like a Message to You

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