![]() When Angels CryA Poem by Poetic LicenseAngelic tear drops Black pearls bleed from red rimmed clouds Preciuos feather lost.
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3 Reviews Added on November 17, 2017 Last Updated on November 17, 2017 Author![]() Poetic LicenseChallis, IDAboutThere is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed. - Hemingway Fyrene ond fæhðe fela missera, singale sæce, sibbe ne wolde wið manna hwone m&ae.. more..Writing
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