GrudgeA Poem by Xanthous CrowStorm clouds.
Why must you be so petty!
You follow a path of mindless savagery. Stop and think, just once, It doesn't hurt, I swear. Just breathe. You let things rule you. Thrashing like vivid tentacles. Barbs digging in deep. You go under again. Grudges beget grudges. The cycle begins anew. © 2012 Xanthous Crow |
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Added on January 1, 2012 Last Updated on January 1, 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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