Encryted, by Joe davis Subscribe to rss feed for Joe davis

Excuse me sir
I beg to differ
My words are not
To decode in Cipher

they are mostly
My obsession
And often times
my confession

Outright an utter
Viewed by some
As blasphemy

So tread lightly
through my grimoire
Are gamble your sanity
Posted: 2018-08-19 10:04:05 UTC

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