Martas poems for Wednesday, November 05, 2008

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Trust me

T rust me, I know too well that place where sun is dark, and life seems ominous and menacing, like a thief at midnight hiding in a bush all set to pounce and harm. But such has no power but that of shock and fear, you can only fall for it when your heart is caught off-guard, unprepared. Come, let me... Sign in to see full entry.

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