Every Red DressA Poem by Vegetarian Wolf
hair is black, thundering
skin, raining on my lips, every red dress from my closet to someones hips rose pedals on the water of a flower that doesn't die © 2015 Vegetarian Wolf |
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1 Review Added on December 5, 2015 Last Updated on December 5, 2015 AuthorVegetarian WolfHouston, TXAboutI'm a poet and I'll be posting my poetry here. I feel comfortable in sharing it. I'm currently trying to get myself to write stories as I have ideas, I know how they go but. if its hard if its not s.. more..Writing
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