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Ephemeral

Ephemeral

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Poetry
"My blood flowed like ink and spilled the words I could no longer bare to say to you anymore... I love you. " 2 AM poems by an angsty teen girl. Warning, some poems may be explicit or triggering. Work in progress.
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Two years in the making. Two years of my life put into words. There is nothing more left to say.

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