08-01-2014, 02:31 PM
Hauntingly beautiful, methinks. Need to let it sit inside and revisit. This might be a really good poem. Ah...not that it matters, but let me ponder some more about it.
I'm a fan of you, no doubt.
I'm a fan of you, no doubt.
You can't hate me more than I hate myself. I win.
"When the spirit of justice eloped on the wings
Of a quivering vibrato's bittersweet sting."
"When the spirit of justice eloped on the wings
Of a quivering vibrato's bittersweet sting."

