We go through doors, and what we find on the other side is the person we’ve become. — John Ortbert
I grieve for what could have been For the life we could have known When we would sit upon our porch Marvel at how the kids have grown You took away the shred of hope The smile I wore inside my heart You ripped apart the love I felt When you shredded my world apart… Read more
When I was younger I use to love to sing. I would sing to every song that came on the radio, although the occasional heavy rock song would be a struggle for my voice. Somehow I just could not manage to accomplish the heavy growl, screech, or scream that was much needed to go with… Read more
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