clive-winslow - Hello Poetry

clive-winslow

American Im a cold dark night. / I am the voice of the in the emptyness. / Isolation my existance the page my home. / / Im a very cryptic writer influenced by / HP Lovecraft , Edgar Alan Poe ,And many voices / that most choose to ignore.

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