Silver LetterA Poem by gypsynight
Let me bend beneath your accusations.
Prey on me when I'm most weak and senseless. I start to turn until I break. I utter your last mistakes, they pass you by. You grab a hold of nothing. Just to touch something. © 2016 gypsynightFeatured Review
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