Poetry She’s Cursed Me Posted by Gingerdrift on April 15, 2019 She’s cursed me, This mind of mine, And now we’re creeping through nightmares Once again. I used to dream of gold in my bed at night, But now I just follow her down. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading...
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This is a poem that left me wishing it were longer.
(In a good way!)
Thank you!! 🙂
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