MERE XXXVIIIA Poem by Seanne TholltreePlease will you press
‘stop?’ How many times you press
the play button is as twice
or trice you torture you ears and
hurt your feelings with what that f*****g
a*****e said while you’re away. Beat it, enough! You already got cold
feet and cold fist. Now you know that, that f*****g b*****d ain’t
worthy of your time and affection. F**k
’er! Merely f**k ‘er! © 2013 Seanne Tholltree |
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Added on November 5, 2013 Last Updated on November 5, 2013 AuthorSeanne Tholltreebelow the sky suburb down by the riverAboutI'm just an ordinary earthling obsessed in controlling my subconscious in order to be extraordinary... hey! my pen name is Seanne Tholltree and my pen name's pen name is SeanneDaisLier, and the hol.. more..Writing
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