grace mariner

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grace mariner Poems

1. Rules Schmules! 5/6/2015
2. A Fairy Tale...Sort Of 5/6/2015
3. Ode To Stanley K 5/12/2015
4. Oh You Kids! 5/12/2015
5. Not Mine To Lose... 5/12/2015
6. Unspokens 5/13/2015
7. Bloodlines 5/18/2015
8. Closure 5/21/2015
9. Summer In The County 5/21/2015
10. Surviving The Abyss...A Drama Queens Remedy 5/22/2015
11. Leaving... 5/29/2015
12. The Fragile Heart 6/11/2015
13. A Little Boys Picture 6/29/2015
14. Missing Pieces 8/13/2015
15. Lost 9/18/2015
16. The Right Time... 11/9/2015
17. Untitled Written By My Love Doug For Christmas 2015 12/23/2015
18. Can I Go Now? 12/23/2015
19. Whispers 1/11/2016
20. Quilts 1/18/2016
21. Secrets 1/19/2016
22. Drowning 1/29/2016
23. Perhaps 2/8/2016
24. Perspectives 2/10/2016
25. Self Destruction 2/11/2016
26. Valentines 2/12/2016
27. Bandits' Song 2/12/2016
28. To My Lost Valentine. 2/18/2016
29. Cursed 2/18/2016
30. Going Back Into The Darkness 3/4/2016
31. Seasons Of The Mother, Maiden And Crone 3/9/2016
32. Untitled 5/1/2015
33. Seance 5/1/2015
34. Conundrums With Changelings 5/1/2015
35. Apologies 5/1/2015
36. Disregard 5/1/2015
37. Oh Master 5/1/2015
38. The Sailors Redemption 5/1/2015
39. To Allison 3/14/2016
40. The Masters' Power 3/16/2016

Comments about grace mariner

  • Pithy Marvel Pithy Marvel (7/4/2016 10:44:00 AM)

    GM: A brilliant cup of sugar with just the perfect amount of
    drops of evil in it

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Best Poem of grace mariner

Ccl

When I am old I plan to live in a trailer full of cats.
I'll talk cat talk and walk cat walk
and dream of birds and rats.
I'll eat cat tuna and meow at the moona
and I'll roll and stretch on the floor.
I'll bite at fleas and do as I please
and leave my scent by the door.
And when my nine lives have all been spent
and my sins I must confess,
I'll sharpen my claws on the Pearly Gate walls
and act like I couldn't care less.

Read the full of Ccl

Learning

I am your student. You are my teacher.
You see my flushed face as I masturbate for you under my desk.
You smile.
You feel my heat. You smell my dark perfume.
I know it and I smile.
I am your most unworthy pupil.
A willful bitch that needs the whip.
You guide me, as Masters do with a strict hand and a skilled tongue.
And you smile.

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