The White Devil
my soul
like to a ship in a black storm
is driven, I know not whither
acted to the souls of donkeys
in a Winter night of smoke
Viola Tree and Cedric Hardwicke
still undamaged the glass of revenge
Copyright © Leslie Philibert | Year Posted 2015
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