Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Apr 2019
Bitten blooded flesh;
Proof of the demon in her head
that gnawed away,
Stealing days like takeaway cups
filled to the brim with saucy sin,
seven layers of deceit.
Ind
Written by
Ind  23/Gender Questioning
(23/Gender Questioning)   
  321
   Shiv Pratap Pal
Please log in to view and add comments on poems