I swept a storm of fury through the slit of a sleeve in the hopes that the tantrum could break your ears into submission for my voice and my voice only.
I swept a storm of fury through the slit of a sleeve in the hopes that the tantrum could break your ears into submission for my voice and my voice only.
OUCH. That hurt something fierce.
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I think you should rename this category to amazing poetry. You have talent. Hope to see more of this in future! 🙂
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