Paint Streaks 🗸

Paint Streaks 🗸

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WpMetadataReadЗавершенная история втр, сент. 4, 2018<5 min
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"the night you went shred my heart in rips, left me only with the taste of your lips." A love story told through poems. 󠁼︱2nd place in The Poetry Awards︱
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/Poetry in prose/ With love for the one I wish to keep whole; To keep happy and overly sweet and mesmerisingly pastel in one piece --- (sadly, away from my pernicious influence...) With love for the one who doesn't care about keeping me whole; The one who holds parts of my withered little heart; The one that isn't very careful about what venomous words his pitch black mouth spits at me// What vile vile things will crawl out of his rotten mouth... The one who holds out his ash coloured hand like he owns me... The one, who perhaps does... With love for the rest....

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