Tasteful BlissA Poem by Kaytlyn What the hell is this? His bliss sweet tasteful bliss it savors in his mouth, a guttered bliss he sits happily in a haze his words become tasteless. His bliss sweet tasteless bliss the hunger lingers, ailing bliss. She is his incurable bliss. © 2017 Kaytlyn |
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KaytlynOrlando, FLAboutHey I'm Kaytlyn. i'm 25, I live in that annoying of a state called Florida. I do enjoy writing and reading. So send me requests anytime. I love to write my "heart" out. I feel its best to express all .. more..Writing
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