Poker With The Joker – Day 281, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz

Anytime my card is pulled,It feels like the Joker is drawn in a game of poker I've never agreed to play.Can I trust the smile I see when taking notice of anyone's face,In a room as dark as the empty voids most carry in a soul where light wanes,More,And,More as each day passes by?A day... Continue Reading →

Bed Of Bones

Authenticity in a city all about Broadway?As rare as love for a man deleted from a world grown wicked.As rare as a hug for a man of action rather than an act unsuitable for his true character.As rare as forgiveness from any!For a man who seeks repentance others fear to undergo.But,Why?A question I quit asking... Continue Reading →

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