TugA Poem by Rainee WhitingTug Wrists wrapped and
pulled, a game of tug apart. Violently shifting
from then and now, the victor, he wins
my heart. Rainee © 2016 Rainee Whiting |
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1 Review Added on October 14, 2016 Last Updated on October 14, 2016 AuthorRainee WhitingLas Vegas, NVAboutBrilliant foliage extends from the branches of my family tree, an over grown topiary containing a hundred known and gifted writers. The sap that fills the limb in which my name is carved contains the .. more..Writing
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