Wispers

HE wispers poison in her ears.

SOUNDS like a ghost she thinks,

or a love thats been twisted, and

bent,

HE gives her flowers, and a bottle

of red wine, and a moment of hope,


just a moment, only a moment,


then he stumbles out the door.


HE wispers poison in her ears......


then brakes free.........

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Ruth Walters 16 June 2012

interesting, does it have another story to go with it........I want to know more....

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Ruth Walters 16 June 2012

interesting, does it have another story to go with it........I want to know more....

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Ruth Walters 16 June 2012

interesting, does it have another story to go with it........I want to know more....

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