A Poem by Blake Blackstone

Things are everything.

Things are broken things are used
Things bloody, tried, and bruised
Things teach you to feel and hate
Things will make you masturbate

Things are love and things decay
Things are what make a new day
Things rip and also ravage
Things will make you feel savage

Things will hurt and things will please
Things are what comprise disease
Things are good and things are fine
Things tell me to live it mine

© 2015 Blake Blackstone

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Added on July 21, 2015
Last Updated on July 21, 2015


Blake Blackstone
Blake Blackstone

Miami, FL

My name is Blake Blackstone, I make music and I also am a filmmaker. My (one man) band's name is Drowning Your Mother. I also have a have a website that I made m.. more..