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The Butterflies Have Gone | ✔️ by teptepcg
teptepcg
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I am an artist and this is my garden of words. Copyright @2015, All Rights Reserved
sincerely yours, angel. by angelbabe777
angelbabe777
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*now available on Amazon* they call me angel; here to deliver the words of pain, memories of love and emotions i've observed from my time on earth. this is something to relate to this is my story and now it's yours too 🌞✨
𝐀𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐑𝐀 by NX-NYX
NX-NYX
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❝𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙣 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙙𝙚𝙬.❞ ー𝙖 𝙗𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙙𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙧.
delirium  by boujeewanderer
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[POETRY - lower case intended] ephemeral emotions swirling in form of delicate words.
" she smokes french cigarettes . " by che-cazzo
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poetry by this pendeja
hiraeth by saud_de
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anything and everything
2018 by K4YF4BE
K4YF4BE
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querencia. by elitevirgo
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POE1 | ❝these verses, how they've become a part of me. scribbled in reverse keeping me in some sort of reverie.❞ ...... querencia - (n.) a place from which one's strength is drawn, where one feels at home; the place where you are your most authentic self.
thoughts » poetry by -fading
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w o r d s
stars • poetry by dxathpoetry
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{stars} "she was carried to land from the stars up above where heavenly angels learn about love and although she was grateful her wings began growing a dark faded color that was in its last brewing she had turned on the good and made peace with the devils the madness that she held had reached ultimate levels so in her final breath she went out with a bang a growing reminder of a celestial brain" - call me dxath:)