Poem, Poetry Apt Pupil Posted by Jared on December 23, 2020December 23, 2020 Just a cutin the gutto stave upthis apt rut. Follow nicekiss me twiceone is warmthe other ice. List sway myeye is disguisefor a soul minehidden spine. The walls callas I try recallhorror of it allthis bitter fall. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Published by Jared A little something from me. View all posts by Jared
