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ALL THE POETS ARE DEAD | POETRY by grabthemonets
ALL THE POETS ARE DEAD | POETRY
grabthemonets
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❝THE POETS ARE GONE. THEIR BODIES HAVE RETURNED TO THE DIRT, NOTHING BUT BONES.❞ A woman of words is like a garden full of weeds and when the weeds begin to grow its like a pen-knife in your heart and then your heart begins to bleed and then your dead. dead. dead. indeed. grabthemonets | all rights reserved © cover designed by @grabthemonets
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MILKY SPIRIT. poetry by eliartyrell
MILKY SPIRIT. poetry
eliartyrell
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his thoughts danced with the memory of you. Β§~ΒΊΒ° eliartyrell poetry
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boyhood by achillics
boyhood
achillics
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i gave a boy a lavender sprig and he returned me with a kiss. Β©achillics
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π…π‹πŽπ–π„π‘ π‚π‡πˆπ‹πƒβ”β”poetry collection by aphroditesdiamond
π…π‹πŽπ–π„π‘ π‚π‡πˆπ‹πƒβ”β”poetry collection
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βπ‘Ίπ’π’‚π’Œπ’†π’… π’Šπ’ 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’ˆπ’π’π’˜ 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’Žπ’π’π’ π‘²π’Šπ’”π’”π’†π’… π’ƒπ’š 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’˜π’Šπ’π’…π’”, 𝑺𝒉𝒆 π’Šπ’” π’–π’π’•π’‚π’Žπ’†π’… 𝑳𝒆𝒕 π’šπ’π’–π’“ π’‚π’“π’“π’π’˜ π’‘π’Šπ’†π’“π’„π’† π’Žπ’š 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝑳𝒆𝒕 π’Žπ’† 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 π’šπ’π’–π’“ π’˜π’‚π’“π’Ž π’†π’Žπ’ƒπ’“π’‚π’„π’† 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 π’Žπ’† 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’†π’šπ’†π’” 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’π’Šπ’ˆπ’‰π’• π‘ͺ𝒂𝒍𝒍 π’Žπ’† π’šπ’π’–π’“π’” 𝑨𝒏𝒅 π’π’π’π’š π’šπ’π’–π’“π’”βž ━━©aphroditesdiamond 2020
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