He was poetry,
Like the kind I adored-
Beautiful in an unfathomable wayHe was poetry,
A tragic one with words of thorns
Except in human form
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Nascent [Poetry]
PoetryTo 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...
~ He was poetry ~
He was poetry,
Like the kind I adored-
Beautiful in an unfathomable wayHe was poetry,
A tragic one with words of thorns
Except in human form