CrimeA Poem by screamin'ianMore musing; same theme
Crime and Black Magic
have consequences OK, so We're done here Not worth the effort You take the time to explain The eyes are the windows of the soul I still shed tears every time I hear your whisper In my mind's eye I've heard That all is fair In love and war but who's To say I never cared © 2012 screamin'ian |
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