A sour taste was all that was left on her tongue.
Sincerely yours that sweet taste of freedom corroded by a serpents hunger.
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All that was left
To write the real, you have to show all the rawness, which has its harsh beauty and this is my platform to do just that. Not shying away from any subject matter or theme. Blog entries, Poetry (Free verse, Haiku, Narrative poetry), Black History,Photography, and a full course of wisdom quotes. Peace, TheRhymeRula
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