CravingsA Poem by IndaCravings
Crooked smile; purposeful. Short skirt, she’s fresh like dirt. Attention she craves like a w***e. Shows up at my door -whiskey bottle in hand, I get it; I understand. © 2013 IndaFeatured Review
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1 Review Added on February 12, 2013 Last Updated on February 12, 2013 AuthorIndamiami, FLAboutI love fiction that's gritty and honest and so my stuff is often times like that. I don't have as much free time as I'd like, but i will get to the request in time and appreciate anyone who takes the .. more..Writing
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