Poetry: Gravely Poetic: Caesar's Puppet

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Saturday, July 7, 2007

Caesar's Puppet

I held her hand and walked her to her waiting chariot the one that would steal her in the night from my love but her grip was fierce fear was a well of tears that echoed goodbye forever so like a camera she caught me in her lens snapping photographs to create postcards her porcelain skin red and... Sign in to see full entry.

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