Untitled (5/17/2024)A Poem by Stu. T.H. .
Words are just as fickle as the wind that brings them,
An oath or two won't make two bodies bound, The human essence even in the face of mayhem, Would still be feeding on their own desires like wild hounds. - Stu. T.H. (May 17, 2024) © 2024 Stu. T.H. |
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Stu. T.H.AboutAccount administrators: Donny Wells, Dan Rastley. "We are an amateur poet group that writes short stories and poems which are typically strictly fictional in nature and roots. We make poems for ou.. more..Writing
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