the honey-dipped flowers
watched me fully bloom
whenever i'm with you
—the sun to my burgeon.
𑁍 raeminiscence ˚⁎⁺
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Seasons of Heartbreaks
PoesíaThe 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...
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the honey-dipped flowers
watched me fully bloom
whenever i'm with you
—the sun to my burgeon.
𑁍 raeminiscence ˚⁎⁺
