TruthA Poem by Robyn RhiannonCome and drown in my stale smokey embrace Travel our world, lack objective or aim Naked and heavy you'd run from this place Where dreams hopes and murder are one, are same. © 2012 Robyn Rhiannon |
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Added on March 13, 2012 Last Updated on March 13, 2012 AuthorRobyn RhiannonLiverpool, North West, United KingdomAboutStudent, aspiring actress/director/producer/writer/undercover detective/doodler/singer/musician/dancer/teacher/business woman, Chilli-mayo lover and implusive adventurer. I wish I was an arrow sho.. more..Writing
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