Christian W Thiede
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CutterA Poem by Christian W ThiedeThin red line crosses thigh I feel Thin red line crosses scar I hide Thin red line crosses wrist I live Every slice a scarlet sque.. |
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Strange MagnetA Poem by Christian W ThiedeHer caramel framed glasses funneled your attention into her unusual luminous brown eyes. They had a cat like quality without the cattiness. Act.. |