Poems from Kari_bacon
From over where he stood,
Embrasure pursed tight,
Motionlessness was a silent right
Previously never understood.
All through villainous...
Caution for ink does lie;
The ever growing thoughts of cynicism
Sporting the guise of romanticism
Allow me to allow you to fall through the...
Caution for ink does lie;
The ever growing thoughts of cynicism
Sporting the guise of romanticism
Allow me to allow you to fall through the...