Another one... wee

Nov 08, 2007 10:45

Kiss me sweetly
For I am a fool
No man or woman
Can tame this ghoul
Feeding on lost hope
Twisting it's fingers
Through a red tresse
Become entangled
In depths unknown
To the greatest explorer
Do not touch her
She has grown cold
Weary of the ones
Who claim to love her so.

poetry

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