Wordwhoring A note (by a stuck writer on a low seat) Posted by mentalexotica on October 21, 2005September 7, 2022 Sometimes, A sudden gust of wind Steals into corridors Bringing the actor supreme. Her untame mind Follows her impulsive heart, Leaving behind Laughter, That slowly dissolves At her sudden exit Share:EmailPrintTweetShare on TumblrMorePocketTelegramWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading... Related