The priceA Poem by biggerthenu
Laugher echoes over the rolling hills
Passionate love on a bed of flowers Lacking luster sounding more creepy the more I remember Eighty days late and a day short is what she said The price has been paid the deeds done Paralyzed by words cutting like knives Through my ears straight to my heart © 2017 biggerthenuAuthor's Note
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4 Reviews Added on July 11, 2017 Last Updated on December 31, 2017 AuthorbiggerthenuUMM, KYAboutHELLO I'M ONLY HERE BECAUSE I EXIST AND POETRY HELPS ME ANALYZE EVERYTHING AROUND ME ITS MY THERAPY AND I'M HAPPY TO HAVE BEEN INVITED TO WC I'M NOT BIG ON GRAMMAR BUT I ENJOY WRITING IF THAT MAKES AN.. more..Writing
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