WaspA Poem by winter;lyraoff with the tide
find a door, break it down a bang is sure to widen an eye or two make it sting like a wasp to spring the string and crown the king hello hello, devil lord am here for a refund this brash son of yours has yet to learn how much to get back my unappreciated identity? © 2017 winter;lyra |
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Added on July 18, 2017 Last Updated on July 18, 2017 Author
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