fantasieA Poem by anonymousea poem of whimsical longing and hatredFantasie holds out her claws; a greedy look in malevolent violet eyes. Body stretched with longing, wild black hair. To her knees. She urges me on. coaxing with lies. And because I would live anywhere but the real world, I follow.
© 2012 anonymouseAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on January 24, 2012 Last Updated on January 24, 2012 Authoranonymousecity of two thousand poepleAbouti love to read and write. really i'm very silly but looking at me you wouldn't guess that. i like to dance and sometimes i will dance for no apparent reason. i think stretching is fun, and being lazy.. more..Writing
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