Thursday, March 26, 2015

The Black Crow (2015) Comments

Rating: 5.0

Your touch is contaminating.
In which brings chills.
The génie in your voice has silent the impulses that awake the inner skin.
Your manipulation prevents the vision to notice the fate.
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M.W. Styner
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Adeline Foster 19 April 2016

Interesting poem. Read mine - If There Be No God - Adeline

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Milton Styner Jr 27 March 2015

Thank you I truly appreciate it

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Kelly Kurt 26 March 2015

Nicely done, Milton. Thank you for sharing.

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