The MarksmanWe've looked into our mirrors and jaundiced what we've seen men fear their own potential of what they are to beThe Marksman
Men cower from risks Shutter from the chance That some shots will miss and some blows will glance
On the last solemn hour Of our final mortal day Ask yourself this. Will all your shots miss?
| I just recently discovered Deviant Art. I hope to upload some of the poems I have written over the years. I have folders full junk poems. I plan on sifting through them to find some decent ones and I'm going to upload them. |
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~Dafunk back to the punk come on
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