Our love was like a bridge,
That rusted overtime
A house that could never be
a home
Our love was like so many things
Just except love itself
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Nascent [Poetry]
Thơ caTo the past~ Thank you, For breaking me, Now the leaking ink Will write poetries Of you and me ♡~ "Without your past, you could never have arrived- so wondrously and brutally, by design or some violent, exquisite happenstance here. " - Taylor Alison...
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