My Poetry
She’d found that she Would soon a privy closet need to find… Read more
Leave them this moment to command The castles they build in the sand Read more
Oh, you were hoping to observe Anguish you think I deserve… Read more
“Get out — get out — get out of my way: In a sacred manner I come!” Read more
Let me in timely way appreciate Circumstances fond memories create Read more
… it’s your smile that they’ll most fear Read more
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