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May 2018
You can't control my words
They will mutate and intimidate
Lose form and transform your mind
Taking you on a journey
Leaving your dreams in death's hands

A vivid picture of nature and heaven
Leaving an inprint of the devil and hell
Or the design of creation and hope.
Longing for direction
A "hit" of the proper proportions
Written by
Josh Vasquez  38/M/Wellington, CO.
(38/M/Wellington, CO.)   
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