.....................A Poem by brianna vega
the feel of his scratchy beard in my hand was almost too much to handle
arms wrapped tight i stole his life in a nanosecond he was mine i watch his body lie upon the bed its not enough yet its just way too much © 2011 brianna vega |
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Added on March 9, 2011 Last Updated on March 9, 2011 Authorbrianna vegacity of lost angels, CAAboutThings have changed like the singing of rain Once soft Now pouring Soaking Softening Changing more.. |

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