KissA Poem by Xanthous Crow
Hope is a fickle, whimsical mistress
Flaky, yet domineering But I don't mind that There is no love here I'd rather watch you strip - I'm in for your body Let's not pretend, tonight? I tire of the games Come here, Hope, for one last time - F**k me, b***h. © 2012 Xanthous CrowAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on October 5, 2012 Last Updated on October 5, 2012 AuthorXanthous CrowMount Erebus, AntarcticaAbout"Behold her, single in the field, Yon solitary Highland Lass! Reaping and singing by herself; Stop here, or gently pass! Alone she cuts and binds the grain, And sings a melancho.. more..Writing
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