sick, twisted puppyA Poem by freelancejoustersadistic smiles stretched too tight on fragile faces. leering over bed frames where innocent victims are sleeping soundly. so obvious, is sleep. and they watch, waiting for them to stir slightly or awake from the foul breath hitting their cheeks. they wait for that moment of surprise before finishing what they came for. © 2011 freelancejouster |
StatsAuthorfreelancejousterWIAbouti'm a muppet with his secrets revealed. i'm a lost teenager. i'm a rugged adventurer. I'm a bumbling novice. i'm an awkward intellectual. i'm a tear-stained lover. i'm a starving artist. i'm an.. more..Writing
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