yellow.A Poem by Wraith.
Uninspired, mostly tired
Throwing bones to the dog I could vomit into this society of regurguation what is the point in anything, anymore?
© 2014 Wraith. |
Stats
135 Views
2 Reviews Added on June 6, 2014 Last Updated on June 6, 2014 Author
Wraith.warwickshire, United KingdomAbout“I have absolutely no pleasure in the stimulants in which I sometimes so madly indulge. It has not been in the pursuit of pleasure that I have periled life and reputation and reason. It has been.. more..Writing
|
![[send message]](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/mail.png){kind=small}
![[befriend]](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/friend.png){kind=small}
Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Read Request
My Library
Flag Writing
|
|