Every Part of YouA Poem by The Devil's Own B***hWhispers of a lover’s name lost In the summer breeze, Choked to death by another’s hand, Killing off all that could be, Ending the affair Dead in its tracks. Games are wicked And this one is no different. My dreams are still filled with Every part of you… Copyright©JosieWentzel30January2009
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Added on January 30, 2009 AuthorThe Devil's Own B***hRoodepoort, South AfricaAboutMy name is Josie and I am what people term 'weird'. I love my poetry; reading; writing; and being miserable. I know, that sounds odd, but misery is what I know and enjoy most in life. It's been a b.. more..Writing
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