At 7,
I was sat down at a table.
On the table was a needle, some thread, and a cloth.
That day I learned how to sow.
And I learned to love someone.
~E, a beautiful blur.
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𝗉𝗈𝖾𝗍𝗋𝗒.
Poetry𝗪𝗲𝗹𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝘆 𝘀𝗵𝗶𝘁 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗹𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗲𝘀, 𝗴𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗻𝗼𝗻-𝗯𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗿𝘆'𝘀. 𝗦𝘁𝗮𝘆 𝗶𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗼𝗿 𝗻𝗼𝘁. 𝗜𝘁'𝘀 𝘂𝗽 𝘁𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂. Just an collection of poetry and short stories. COVER ART CREDITS: Otaku's Art...
𝟠𝟚. 𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲?? 𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴??
At 7,
I was sat down at a table.
On the table was a needle, some thread, and a cloth.
That day I learned how to sow.
And I learned to love someone.
~E, a beautiful blur.
