"For I have a thousand stories to tell..some unseen, some unspoken..
I am a martini with a zest for life, sometimes stirred and often unshaken"
Monday, 18 August 2014
Weaving Words, Weaving Wounds
I could weave each wound into a poem
But that would just mean to give them extra importance
And that would hurt my ego way too much
Way too much to bear
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