you called me,
instead of my name
'honey' was chosen
i: are you pooh? you are craving for honey, you have so many honey
he: no, you're my only honey
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hunter ▸ book one
Poetryfrom like to love to hate then start at the beginning again, it was like a cycle, a cycle that i wanted to end yet i can't because i love the every edge of his imperfections, and his perfect flaws [ © 2014 greyfilmplaying ] poetry #48 | short story...