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First and foremost some of you wonder why i add so many poems at a time, i generally right them all down over say a couple months and post them all together so i dont have to keep coming and posting and just do it once in a awhile
In the misty void of my hollow soul
An angel appeared of the grandest kind...
I dropped the blade that was held in my hand
Awaking to see what was left of a man...
Hang noose swinging over a wooden floor.
Grandpa's chair jammed behind the door...
Gazed upon by jewels of green.
Heart warmed by the unfaltering sheen...
You come to me in my dreams of love,
Bringing the warmth of heaven as I sleep...
Back stab me, And I'll Backhand you.
I'm never wrong.
I'm not racist. I hate everyone equally.