Funeral Wreaths Upon the DoorA Poem by (*Fallenarchanglez*)SHORT constraint poem from Creative Writing class.Tap, Tap, Tap, Patter at the door. Red eyes and a black suit, Tie askew, Wringing the neck of the message man. NO
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1 Review Added on March 31, 2016 Last Updated on March 31, 2016 Author(*Fallenarchanglez*)Albany, ORAboutFresh off the swing set with self esteem lower than my motivation to write. I'm now 18, but I'm still Wiccan and anxiety ridden. more..Writing
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