i gave you my body in the hope that you would show me love. you lured me in with templated sentences that sat on the tip of your tongue in the hope that i would permit you to drink from my cup.
~ now i'm the only one left with thirst unquenched
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men don't cry [Poetry]
Poetry[H.R. #6 - 7. 3. 18] "we wear our emotions like intricately decorated chains strung around our throats and then tuck them into our shirts" *** i sincerely hope you don't relate to any of these poems ~UPDATED DAILY~ 27/12/17 : #611 in Poetry 29/12/1...