"Why do these things keep happening to me?"
_I complained softly.
He took a deep breath and looked into my eyes.
"Avaiablity.
You are too available and that is your problem."
How did showing love become a fault?
Why do people make mess of roses
Why do they pluck them to wither and die? 🥀
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DARK POETRY
ParanormalDark Poetry" wasn't written for views, reads or attention. The contents of this book are purely experiences and hidden thoughts, desires and emotions of the writer that could never have been made public. It is a bare expression of real poetic edge a...
