Scent of Blood
...Another scar appeared like a tear again in thruster upwards off the pillows edge into the glance that tormented mirror dried blood appears across my own reflected face and recognize the absence of c...
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Categories:
voyer, adventure, appreciation,
Form: Verse
The Road To Demaskis (A Damascus Ode To R.E.D)
...Once upon a time, R.E.D walked down a road of rhymes,
Then took a turn towards the "POET," who was well within his prime.
This POET had been blessed with a natural ability.
His verse had been disp...
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Categories:
voyer, on writing and wordswords,
Form: Rhyme