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(This was an old piece of work when I was writing lyrics for a band with a friend) All motivation I have lost; The very breath of effort Of which I no longer know, Was my dying gasp upon the world The fog before me curls and curds, As thick as the blood I drink… Continue reading A Breath Before the End
From a local Writecraft meetup, word prompts were: Cinnamon and Perverted. They say girls are made of sugar, spice, and everything nice, But sometimes things fuck up, As the universe laughs and rolls its dice. A coffee, a tea, or even a rooibos party, It matters not; She'll still fight you for a… Continue reading Starbucks
