I fancied myself a man of words, A spinner of yarns and dreamer of tales. It seems my place is at the back of the herd, Rowing my boat while others have sails. Ravenspearl writes of love and loss, Her storms assail you as they blow across. Entangled_Fate reaches inside her heart, Her intense words often tear her apart. Rebellious_Soul struggles to keep in touch, But she always comes through in a clutch. DirtyMartini is th...