CliffA Poem by ...Your madness doesn't scare me- I am of eons and of rocks which will stand forever steady You may kiss my skin with your rabid foam, vomit me words of all your disparities, you only will sharpen me, and tickle me. (and I am laughing) © 2015 ...Reviews
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Added on September 20, 2015Last Updated on September 20, 2015 |