| A photo taken during a flood back in 2007. |


Am I That?Am I the shadow I write about? The one who can't even scream or shout? Who am I to be like that? Always wearing my black marines hat Mostly talking of a depressing death Even once tempted to do meth Is there a way that, that is me? The one who's never been at sea... Am I really that hollow? My soul can't even follow Always in some depression Feeling the same fatal impression Not knowing where to go Just trying to manage a simple hello... Can I really be that shadow?Am I That?


By A BulletMy heart is like a wilted flower Locked inside a steep nimble towerBy A Bullet
My soul is like a dusty book Strange and curved around a hook
I go from place to place in darkness I dance mysteriously moving towards an abyss
A light floats above my head now and then It goes away but always comes back again
My feet drift in my slow dance Then leap up into a proud prance
I am like a deer displaying my beauty I sprint for a long moment to be free
When others hunt me down for my horns I cower in fear skin torn by thorns
When the
| My name is Dexs and I am a writer. I write books and poetry. Some poetry can be found on here and I might add samples of books as well. |
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Look in my eyes when I'm crying.
Hold my hand when I'm dying.
Smile when we're together.
Because this is forever.
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