i was an attractor
of miserable places;
i let you beguile me
and strip me bare.
i am an attractor
of blithesome spaces;
my lover's love
sends me aflare.
𑁍 raeminiscence ˚⁎⁺
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Seasons of Heartbreaks
PoetryThe heartbreak tales of Summer, Fall, Winter, and Spring flowed through the words of every chapter along with the vicissitudes of seasons that unraveled the memoirs of their wretched cries and ephemeral enamorments. Like a speckle of dust, it ebbed...
