The Woman Poem by Jacob Wescott
The Woman
Rating: ★4.3
She plays with his rage
As if it were a toy
She loves to play these games
Only if she wins
She is selfish that way
To play the games at the end of the day
Monday, November 21, 2016
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5/6/2024 1:16:40 PM # 1.0.0.1119
she is selfish, good one.
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