A Dinner of HerbsA Poem by Libby McKeownLove, you s**t!
Every day I fight against your gentle floods to preserve my angry spark.
Can't that be enough?
Be a stranger to me!
Go elsewhere with your unsteady hand and dinner of herbs. © 2010 Libby McKeown |
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2 Reviews Added on April 15, 2010 Last Updated on April 15, 2010 AuthorLibby McKeownmobile, ALAboutHow could I ever explain?? A side note: I will read every read request. I can't promise I will review every one. However, don't be an a*s and send me (or anyone) 400 requests! I will unfriend y.. more..Writing
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