Wine of HerA Poem by Danielle Renee
You drank her in
many times, but always saved some for later. She was sweet at the first taste, but the more you you drank, the more bitter she became. Don’t let the last drop of the wine of her give a bad name for the rest. © 2012 Danielle Renee |
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1 Review Added on March 25, 2012 Last Updated on March 25, 2012 AuthorDanielle ReneeHouston, TXAboutI’m a troubled, Texan writer whose soul resides some place beyond New York’s state lines. I believe in tragedies, but never consider fate. I’m not a fan of romance or relationships. .. more..Writing
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