A Poet Never Sleeps

One day you will be faced with the impossible. When you become afraid, become inspired.

10 January 2013

Penny Addition

Blood, Bitter in my mouth
As I bite my tongue
To hold back hateful words, spills

My rate warranted
Led by your coquettish ways
That break shaken ground

No beauty you posses
Nor great intellect
But you were simple

And he alone

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