Peasant WarA Poem by Penny DreadfulPlumeting from the skies Enormous balls of flame Aimed at a small child in front of me Satan was upon us today Any man your enemy No one you can trust Total anarchy
With only a mere peice of cloth around her And my horse as our escape Retreat is the only option © 2011 Penny Dreadful |
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Added on February 3, 2011 Last Updated on February 3, 2011 Author
Penny DreadfulPerth, Western Australia, AustraliaAboutI'm Lauren. Writing is my way of expressing all of my emotions, I don't really know how to do it physically without someone getting hurt. I am generally quite akward to be around. I like to keep to.. more..Writing
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