VicariousA Poem by Xanthous CrowIloveyouIloveyouIloveyouIloveyouIloveyouIloveyouIloveyouIloveyou.
Your beauty is dead
I'm the hunter that killed it Skinning off it's pelt. © 2012 Xanthous CrowReviews
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3 Reviews Added on February 24, 2012 Last Updated on February 24, 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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