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Here's a poem I submitted for my creative writing minor...
Diamond Rock
My senses are so fickle fangled without your dear hand
A morbid dried out land
Left to die out here so lonely and so freezing
The smoky water is so neatly wrapping round my brain
Driving me insane
Told to wait out here for lingering thoughts or fading
And if you hear the smiling of the wasted lives begun
picking up your gun
And the smiling wasted lives are just beginning
I breathe the weather storms in me
I breathe until I choke
laughing at the smoke
Living yesterday's today before tomorrow
So take me to another place, take me to your way
A dark red letter day
Oh, the darkness underneath my skin is bleeding