i listen to debussy and think of every star that has touched you.
love, i am in ruin.
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little blue flowers
PoetryA collection of original poetry by Ella Petrichor. Highest Rank: #152 in Poetry (6/14/18) **COMPLETED** ::Excerpt:: "betrayal along the seams" A melancholic pallor lining her face She stood in the doorway Beating the shit out of that old rug As thou...
under the black canopy
i listen to debussy and think of every star that has touched you.
love, i am in ruin.
