Your Pound Of FleshA Poem by Kirsty Woodwardthere’s something about men that I’ve come across are only sweet talkers once the drink hits tell me, am I too intimidating you need the juice to boost your confidence or do you just need to see me through beer stained eyes to take me home anyway. © 2016 Kirsty WoodwardReviews
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