The SummoningA Poem by DreadfulBrideFaith to me, to me! doubt, a terrible brute seething breath of fire stand and swing though sword in hand appears but a reed swing mightily! © 2016 DreadfulBride |
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DreadfulBrideWYAboutBeware the seductive muse. Whispered of half truths she imbues. My work, not all is dark at night. Not all is light in the morning. It is all about expression and sight. Get it right, less.. more..Writing
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