don’t take me in
till you unclothe my thirsty soul
don’t take me in
my captivating fashion sense
envelopes emaciation
starved of understanding; I kill
don’t take me in
Don’t take me in
don’t take me in
till you unclothe my thirsty soul
don’t take me in
my captivating fashion sense
envelopes emaciation
starved of understanding; I kill
don’t take me in
Creative Experiments and More 
hi, Reena❣️
Just wanna let you know that this week’s W3, hosted by our wonderful Mich, is now live:
Enjoy 😁
Much love,
David
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Thanks!
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🤗
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I love the way you convey deep emotion and vulnerability with such striking imagery, Reena!
~David
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Thank you so much, David!
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A starved soul and a killer instinct – stated plainly! Even with a warning some will disregard it and both will suffer! A powerful poem!
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Thank you so much, Val!
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You’re very welcome!
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I won´t take you in 🙂
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🤪🤪
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Lovely 🥰
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Thanks 🙂
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🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼
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