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Short and to the point. Heading out to California to try to see western skies with eastern eyes. I hope it works out.
Submitted:May 26, 2009 Reads: 81 Comments: 2 Likes: 3
they got me to believe
in all that mess
the stench of hope
filled my nostrils
and I was born again
a new man
or maybe a bit less
they got me to believe
in all that mess
they tricked me good
the bastards
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Other writing by Dino Love is wasted. Love is lost Pictures with Gold Trim The Burning Spaces that the Sunshine has Missed When winter is late. And I say I love you like a whisper, but with more screaming.
Poetry, Poem, Life, Death, Pain, Sad, About, Heart, Hurt, Depression, Hate, Hope, Romance, Sadness, Dark, Loss, Lost, God, My, You, Girl, Alone, Broken, Suicide, Me, Fear, Friendship, Nature, Time, Friends, Anger, Joy, Tears, Family, Dream