love poem
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Moonlight I talked with the devil at midnight, Heart in pieces, worn thin with despair. I cursed and I wept while he listened, Bottle in hand as he pulled up a chair. A grin touched his lips as he studied me. “I can make all that suffering end.” He poured out two shots and held…
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I miss your eyes, loveand the way they look at melike I am something wonderfulsomeone I never dreamed I’d be I miss your voice, belovedand the way you say my namelike the word is somehow preciousI will never be the same I miss your touch, my dearestand your lips’ soft touch on minethe way the…
Ink & Shadows: The Words of Osiris j Reapor 