lover is a day
but i know that you're having fun, wouldn't wanna mess this up for you
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please don't die
after dark beautiful things grow and fester, kissing your mouth, eviscerating your insides.
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tattoo me into your bones so you'll never forget what bad faith tastes like
jus cant shake u
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romanticism of monsters
careworn and smiling with a crooked grin, adoration slept in the wrinkles beside his eyes as he observed the mosaic beauty. she held his callused palm in hers and whispered to the moon; "tonight, we're monsters." romanticism isn't always beautiful.
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troy
❝o god, the son of peleus is indeed a fury; his grief is rolling off in waves of sweat and blood as he brings countless ills upon the achaeans.❞ a rendition of the trojan war in verse [© afterwords 2016] poetry #367
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p o e t r y
A collection of poetry found under lovers nails or stained against your pillow case - highest ranking - #3 poems - #9 in poetry - All rights reserved - © Ruby Smith @desp-erate 2014 Cover by @-grxnge
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but i must admit
“but i must admit i miss you quite terribly. the world is too quiet without you nearby. i go to bed early and rise late and feel as if i have hardly slept at all.”
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Contrast
A collection of tragedies of sorts, of demons or angels (whatever you'd fancy to call them) that lurk and/or gleam in my mind. Written when the moon's dreary and the sun's near awakening. Obnoxiously metaphoric, subtly inspirational. © Jake Sullivan, 2014
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anthology
"human beings are works in progress who mistakenly think they're finished" © taekth 2016
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of blind heroines and foolish heroes
“i give a fuck. i give a lot of fucks, actually. i'm a prostitute of feelings.”
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nights
it was in the darkest hours of the day that i felt most comfortable in. a collection of words: [ © victoria g. two thousand and fourteen ] |cover created by -therapy|
