Poetry
Unkn(own)
I’ve been to far off places, Not one of them were as queer as you. You’re like a strategy dug so deep, I sense sadness
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I’ve been to far off places, Not one of them were as queer as you. You’re like a strategy dug so deep, I sense sadness
Another night scratching my head as I reach for a pencil. Another night spent torturing words in the mind’s muddied trenches, proving that yes you
He decided to write her…. Dear Sweets, I never thought the time we shared could be so little, yet your image is still vivid in
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