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Don't tell me to read between the lines. When you were nothing but a blank book.
L.S
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DESOLATE
Poetry·•·°·•·°·•· De·so·late So many things could describe my poetry. It is a combination of bliss and bittersweet. One may describe it as the divine taste of strawberries. With a slight twist of sour cherries. You may have it dipped in chocolate with...
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Don't tell me to read between the lines. When you were nothing but a blank book.
L.S
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