May 2018
I am a whisper that relays on twine,
a promise
cackling in a stream of gossip
I am your worst dream a harpie,
a reverie that has long played
in some forgotten bordello labelled shame?
a promise
cackling in a stream of gossip
I am your worst dream a harpie,
a reverie that has long played
in some forgotten bordello labelled shame?
(60/M/croydon)
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