She sowed sour seeds, spreading secrets
Sore, shocking secrets
Shameful secrets shocking sane souls
Sold solid sins shamelessly
She sent snares
Skillfully staked senious scores
Seemingly sane since,
She sends scrolls seeking salvation, saying she's sincerely sorry
Says she's sacred since,
Sadness surrounding somber statements
So shallow, since seeds she sowed sprouted so strong
About the Creator
Gal Mux
Lover of all things reading & writing, 🥭 &
🍍salsas, 🍓 & vanilla ice cream, MJ & Beyoncé.
Nothing you learn is ever wasted - Berry Gordy
So learn everything you can.
Snow Need to Rush
I watched my breath form a small white cloud as it puffed out of my lips and dissipated before my eyes. I rubbed my hands together, blowing into them with the precious bit of warm air that remained in my lungs. My leg bounced as I stared into the cold dark world beyond the windows of my truck as they remained partially fogged up.
By Donna Fox (HKB)5 days ago in Fiction
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