Wrong Hand. By themischievousannaNovember 6, 2015 Somewhere, twist the hurry, Buried in the martyr’s scurry To an end most important, Is the start of another Living for their end. Advertisements Share this:Share on TumblrTweetMoreEmailPrintPocketLike this:Like Loading... Categories: WritingTags: art, drawing, Fiction, fiction&poetry, life, photography, poetry, writing Related Articles “Longing for we” By themischievousanna2 days ago “Lapsed Tick” By themischievousanna5 days ago “Breathe in that fresh Care” By themischievousanna1 week ago Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email.
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