reblog:Fiery Poetry and Stuff — David Redpath

“Oh..the wistful winds of wings of purest love upon the sweaty brow of gardens in bloom loving the grasslands of merely a miniscule point of endurance in this flower bed of petal blooms…” What the… exactly. How crappy was that? Hopefully none of you thought I was actually being serious there. That was my overdrawn, […]

Fiery Poetry and Stuff — David Redpath

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