and even then, as she gracefully plucks the petals of this flower, she has yet to realise how they shall welk, how they shall shrivel, not that she had intended them to do so, even though still she keeps encouraging them, as if she wanted them to be destructed, unfortunate stupidity which shall haunt her being
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p is pronounced like pay in dutch
Poetrypoems, just poems wanted a cute little place to save all of my poetry. sometimes my notes app gets a little too silly and then it deletes all my notes.. no way... if ur reading this, enjoy lol <3 ‼️I don't usually title any of my work so nearly ever...
