weaver of rumoursA Poem by nigrum homonculusits a rant folks. nothing more nothing less. don't expect much flow or vocab. just phillip.Oh weaver of rumours You talk behind my back Bury verbal blades Deep into my spine. Why must you be so evil Why must you be vindictive? Has all this pointless drama Got you all hot and excited? B***h please sit down. Your pedestals not that high. Fabricate if you like I’m out of f***s to give. Oh weaver of rumours You talk behind my back But hey while you’re at it You can kiss my a*s. ^___^ © 2012 nigrum homonculusReviews
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StatsAuthornigrum homonculuslondon, surrey, United KingdomAbouti have been away from this place for.....lord knows, something like 3-4 years? so i guess all the things i have experienced in that time have to come out somehow you know? so here we are. you're readi.. more..Writing
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