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Feb 28, 2010
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Scarlett Woman
Whore of no one butMyself.Babylon fell, yetI stand stillNo magick neededTo fuel my passion.Crucified by my own abilityTo see as is.Tracery of memoryThe colour red,Satin and rose symbolism.I am your Scarlett womanI am your Lady of the night.I have become the oneI was always destined to be.Claim me.
— seabhac, Feb 28, 2010
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Critiques
Kailashana
16 years 3 months ago
Oh my. If he doesn’t hear
seabhac
16 years 3 months ago
Our voice never goes unheard
Seren
16 years 3 months ago
Dear Liz
seabhac
16 years 3 months ago
We spoke about threads of thought
seabhac
16 years 3 months ago
Words have much power I am
weirdelf
16 years 2 months ago
[stakes a claim]