A collection of stories and poems written by me. They can be quite graphic in nature, readers discretion is advised.
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Love me
Love me, hold me. Touch me tenderly, caress my wounds. Heal them with your love. Sing to me as only a nightingale can. All the pain we’ve been put through, will fade away with the end of the song.
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