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whisper my worth...
How sweet
the scent
of your
spell.
heavenly
contempt
my
hell
Why
are you nervous
I'm here
at your service
.
.
.
.
.
so
just
breathe..
while I
grieve
my label
relieve
your unstable
disabled
dinner for two
it's the
younger
you hunger
my
torment
in slumber
outnumbers
the fault
in need
So I
gift your greed
swallow
your seed
a breed
they should have killed
at birth
now
softly
"whisper my worth"
the scent
of your
spell.
heavenly
contempt
my
hell
Why
are you nervous
I'm here
at your service
.
.
.
.
.
so
just
breathe..
while I
grieve
my label
relieve
your unstable
disabled
dinner for two
it's the
younger
you hunger
my
torment
in slumber
outnumbers
the fault
in need
So I
gift your greed
swallow
your seed
a breed
they should have killed
at birth
now
softly
"whisper my worth"
Published 12th Jan 2013
| Edited 13th Jan 2013
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Anonymous
12th Jan 2013 11:04pm
Love the title!
Really dig those spaces after " at your service"
Tiny observations, if I may.....spelling, maybe?
*my lable"
( label....? )
*they should of killed
( they should have.......?)
Thanks for sharing, D.
A real poignant write, indeed! :-D
Write on.......
Cheers
Tidespotter
Really dig those spaces after " at your service"
Tiny observations, if I may.....spelling, maybe?
*my lable"
( label....? )
*they should of killed
( they should have.......?)
Thanks for sharing, D.
A real poignant write, indeed! :-D
Write on.......
Cheers
Tidespotter
13th Jan 2013 00:26am
Yes yes thank you so much. i appreciate critique and i missed spelled as usual. and should have definitely works as it should.. much appreciated. nice to meet you thank you for reading me.
12th Jan 2013 11:06pm
13th Jan 2013 00:26am
