Red-headed beauty
Wild by name
she is wild by nature
seeking the punk in the steam of life
forever ready for hell's fire
burn in the blaze of night
itching for darkness through day's light
drawing a pentagram in salt on earths skin
calms surface hides all torment
longing smiles for the devil's delight
fanning sweet little thing dressed in black
goth by nature
& Wild by name
our red-head casts her spells
hoping for the brimstone of hell
in the middle of a park on a sunny day
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Author:
kitty the naughty poet (
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Comments2
Hello there Kitty, in the pic! lol. Good write Katie.
Thanks
Super write katie but I have not seen her in the park that I go to.
Andy
She hides in plain sight 😉 lol
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