Reveniens. By themischievousannaNovember 8, 2015 ( 3 ) I Hear our Melody, Masking the fugue Of Justifying to Memory, The cold beneath the tragedy A blade counting country, Back from three Coming after, Me. Advertisements Share this:Share on TumblrTweetMoreEmailPrintPocketLike this:Like Loading... Categories: Art, FairytaleTags: acrylic, art, fairytale, fiction&poetry, horror, painting, Personal, poems, poetry, revenge, Thoughts, writing Related Articles Here’s. By themischievousanna2 weeks ago Utterances of Engulfment. By themischievousanna4 weeks ago Perpetual Rigor. By themischievousanna1 month ago 3 comments › chris jensen November 8, 2015 • 10:18 am Nice written work! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply ↓ themischievousanna November 8, 2015 • 2:56 pm Thank you! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply ↓ chris jensen November 8, 2015 • 6:38 pm So welcome! LikeLiked by 1 person 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 Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) w Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email.