Poems by vickerson

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  • Looking back on what seemed to be what used to be...

  • Bleak and dark, death and hate.
    blood was home, to where my soul rest...

  • Then i thunk. the i realized after so long of...

  • If I were to go lay down and begin to sleep, would...

  • I am (2)

    I am...
    ...a soldier of my life. the pawn the knight the...

  • Who am i to have problems, when i look around i...
    what am i to be who i am...