I Can'T Name Such A Poem Poem by Rebecca Stansfield
I Can'T Name Such A Poem
Take your apple from my head,
The apple be your knuckle,
Even If it leaves me laying,
Leaves me laying dead.
Take your glass from through my wrist,
My wrist be a heart,
And suck the blood if you can identify it,
Identify it through the mist.
Saturday, July 23, 2011
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