dreams of

wild cries






rotting decaying eating flesh

living mysterious nightmare

those who race towards death

have no fear

visualize souls of the dead

a fortress of silent rooms

Christians believe in heaven

but are scared of dying

no greater place or peace

than to

reach the other side!


I love my guitar, poetry, reading, writing, living life on the edge, Don't worry their no strangers here just strange people, Be sure to let me know you stop bye and let your hair down. Grab some coffee and hope you enjoy.
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