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A Poem by joshua deathdealer
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04/2012

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Shattered. Anger pushes the jerks in my demeanor.
Accompanied by throes of terror and sadness.

I've reached through this darkness time
and time again to pull what remains of our innocence
into a safe haven.

To bring your battered physique out
of your wounded world.

Where the trees bleed
and the faceless fiends tear at the cracks
in our hearts.

A plane that evil has held together
to blind us of the beauty.

I have driven myself mad from the realization
that I truly cannot save you. Me. Or anyone
else for that matter.

My love alone isn't enough.

It would take the love of the entire world to
heal our lost generations.

The love of every soul walking the face
of our dying planet to mend what is
happening to us.

© 2012 joshua deathdealer


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A powerful and nice write. I like these parts:

"to pull what remains of our innocence
into a safe haven. "

"Where the trees bleed
and the faceless fiends tear at the cracks
in our hearts."

"It would take the love of the entire world to
heal our lost generations.

The love of every soul walking the face
of our dying planet to mend what is
happening to us."

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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Started in the singular ended in the plural... enjoyed the twist, and the sentiments

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

a very interesting poem. humbling in its acknowledgement of powerlessness, it leaves this reader questioning her own survivor guilt, and how to stop being a barometer for my own kith and kin, it sometimes seems im alright if they're alright, and vice versa. hard not to lose ourselves in it all sometimes. thanks.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Great sad stuff to take in, but truth hurts and so I wear this one on the sleeve, where my heart once was, this world, has a revolution coming, a beginning unraveling each day closer to blood shed cleansing the nightmarish disease, allowing us to achieve such things, way to expose the reality from the American dream...

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

*smiles* Wow that was wonderful and I love how in other news you would do all this. It's so creative and unique with every word I mean I just love the ending starting from "My love alone isn't enough" to The love of every soul walking the face of our dying planet to mend what is happening to us. It was truly wonderful of how it touched the emotions and how it created such imegry. well done (clapping) .

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The pic and title through me off. But after reading this I see where it all goes together so perfectly. Unfortunately one honest soul is not enough to change this diseased planet.

A plane that evil has held together
to blind us of the beauty.

It makes me think there might be some truth to the whole matrix conspiracy. lol
Has the veil been pulled over eyes on purpose? Or is that just another excuses to ignore accountability....

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

sometimes we don't see how broken the world is if we chose not to. i applaud your seeing and the pain you feel, though i don't enjoy your pain in the slightest as i feel with you.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

"It would take the love of the entire world to heal our lost generations."

What an incredibly powerful (and truthful) line. Will mankind ever reach this pinnacle? There's always hope...

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

nice one :-)

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I like your detail. Very amazing : )

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Nice!

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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joshua deathdealer
joshua deathdealer

Casket City, FL



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"My trepidation of things past is not a song with a beginning, middle and end. But an endless symphony playing infinite variations on the same theme. One day of sadness fades into another and the .. more..

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