Dustin Bennefield Biography

Blossoming from the rock
A soul of a desperate lock
Becomes one with the blue moon
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Created by this ink
These words sink
Unto a page
Forever Woven
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A mother is a child
She is younger than her children
That is why she learns from them
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Love is a Dagger
The shining Silver
Loves greatest Gold
Beautifully enriched
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So tense am I
The falling sky
Holding my breath
Until the Death
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