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  • Dec 24, 1982
  • United States
  • Deviant for 16 years
  • He / Him
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My Bio
Welcome to my DA.
I hope to learn as much as possible on here and hopefully share some inspiring work with others!! I am a photographer and a spoken word artist.

Alive again

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Sometimes we run into things that shut us down for a while. Life can get crazy so you never know what to expect tomorrow. I've been away for a long time and a lot has changed. I can't wait to share with and learn from you!!
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Why am I?

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Upon a wave of desperation the loud crowd strayed to degradation afraid of change and deprivation the proud now crazed in devastation families drivin to insanity a livin inhumanity feelins hiddin in a vanity a livin breathin cavity see the tragedy is we give it release so casually what's crazed is that razor blades get us more praise than brains can we save our ways when sanity fades in waves as we aid depraved? All we see is a masquerade feelings explosive like a hand grenade And everybody's too damn afraid yet we still call this the land of brave cowards empowered have soured our flowers from towers they showered they overpowered a
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He walks through his door with a smile on his face Unaware of the still silent noise defiling his place in haste racin to taste the sweet fruits of abiding love as the branches of tragedy seek root in the sky above A desperate cry overtakes the winds desolate sigh He holds his son up close in a nestle and cries He glances around as the silence enhances the sound within his ears as his blood races dances and pounds Unstable or able to breathe, grips the table and pleas in choking sobs but even this disabled he seethes And sees all the blood shed on the walls of home A sanguine scene stained redder than halls in Rome He found a trai
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Greetings and salutations! Thank you for the :+fav:! :)
Thankls for the :+fav: :aww:
Glad you like the alleyway portrait. Cheers.
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Thank you for faving, Gary!
thxs for the :+fav: