tears_of_porcelain
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||Trigger Warning||
I write for no one and for everyone.
I write the poetry that stung my tongue and poisoned my air.
I write the poetry that tasted of sweet nectar and smelled of roses.
I write for the past, for the future, and for the present I can never grasp.
||A completed collection of poetry based on the ends, beginnings, and everything in between.||
Enjoy~
R.W