Songs, poems & curses

kitty the naughty poet

The pink feather quill

glides across the piece of parchment with ease.

scribing in perfect clarity...

 

..............the heart curdling songs

that float unseen in the atoms of dust.

lyrics about unreadable love......

 

.............mind wrenching poems

spoken into the cold breeze of the winter winds.

inflaming the insides to unravel pain.....

 

.........and stomach blowing curses

whispered in the shadows of the full moon’s night.

full of ill intentions....

 

all written in the thick crimson bloody ink

of unknown creativity.

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  • orchidee

    A bad hair day - curses?! heehee.
    Or Kitty cursing cos she not met Sir lately?! She's a one. lol.



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