Hey, I wrote a small poem that I thought I would put up on here.... a little meat for those who might read this actually looking for poetry!! I hope you enjoy.................................
Writer, Poet, Liar
I dream of famine,
Though I’ve never known a day of hunger
I write of lust,
But I only covet necessity
I speak of death,
Yet I’ve never felt a blade full to the hilt of flesh
No, my crime is none of these,
But of innocence lost within the wake
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Oh, thought I would say.... this is a very fresh poem (read: not a much revising here at all)
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