Poems from Wired6
Feleteur Feleteur. Massudour Tampasor. Tremeour, Tremeour. Speurtor, Sooner, Speurtor, Adobe! ©10/08/2021. Wired6.
Writing, Is a Lonely experience. Hard, Living as 'One'. Harder still, 2 live a day-to-day existence, With no meaning to hang on...... All...
Men! My men. CRY! JUST CRY! After all you're only human. 2 ignore your sensitive side, Is a God damn crime. Men! My men- CRY! JUST CRY! '...
Moved! I saw the Glass move. Move Moved. By itself No Machinations at all. ©10/08/2021. Wired6.
I'LL TREAT YOU 2 A CHINESE MEAL AFTERWARDS. YOU'RE DOING A GOOD JOB. She removes him out,letting some gush out, At which she proceeds 2...