*... time to shake off those lace cobwebs,
dust off the ole cauldron slept,
place that insisted point of a hat on hairs mess,
wrap thighs upon trusty brooms harness,
meet the moon at poinyet sunset -
I have a date...
conniving those tiny humans night of candy goodness regret.
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Between Actuality & a Psychotic Embrace
PoetryA collection of my own combined styles of - Macro Poetry & QuoteArt, which = MacQuote Poetry. I will try my best to have new additions every week from my on-going-twisted-love-affair of writing poetry. For all the support and encouragements you al...