Until the record skipsA Poem by Sarah McKeever Hitt
Effect and starshining
dazzling night free style and electric forsaken and blessed. Hindering freedoms alive for the thrill chaotic by birthright Dancing in dreams. Casual encounters felt up and put down never the 'tween shall we meet until the record skips.
© 2013 Sarah McKeever Hitt |
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Sarah McKeever HittChicago, ILAboutTake me, I am the drug; take me, I am hallucinogenic. -Salvadore Dali Pleasure cannot be shared; like Pain, it can only be experienced or inflicted, and when we give pleasure to our Lo.. more..Writing |
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