Fool.A Poem by xXxCynicalWarsxXx
Relate to me, please;
Grace me with a hand that seeks. Tell me who you are, To cross my path, And think me low? Bare your teeth, Bite your tongue, My infection is grand. A spiraling one. © 2013 xXxCynicalWarsxXx |
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1 Review Added on February 2, 2013 Last Updated on February 2, 2013 AuthorxXxCynicalWarsxXxAboutI am only the girl you see. My mind is caves and roads of red. My heart is generous and yes, Who am I without scars? I have my secrets. I have my songs I play and sing. Mostly, I have just my in.. more..Writing
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