i'LL start off. The word for your inspiration is....
The
"It is said, the
never more believed than, the'tis on the tip of my toungue...the
mores often than nots.
now they dangle down me, the
a pile on my skin - wafer thin, the
pluck the liver strings, the
my God wants its gold;
the"
I.P Freely
Internet Poet (for hire)
Comments (0)