[untitled]A Poem by cquig
You have fouled my senses It wasn’t your right My mind is muddled Now I can’t write I envision ripping your head from your neck I would enjoy the fight Bathing in your blood I’d smile And then run off into the night 2009 © 2009 cquigAuthor's Note
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