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dances, dawns, deaths.

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LECTURES 175
Votes 34
Parties 22
Durée 48m

LECTURES 175
Votes 34
Parties 22
Durée 48m

accidentallysof

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❝𝘪 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 
𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥, 𝘮𝘺 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘸𝘯
𝘪 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 
𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘯
𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 
𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵
𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴 
𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 
𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵❞

˜"*°•˜"*°•˜"*°•
dancing until dawn towards our death. passion is rarely sweet and fruit-bearing. in the face of it, will you continue? will you push forward with the motion or will you let the fire join the breeze until there is nothing left? 
this collection explores the depths of a creative mind, a depraved soul, and a covert art. will you go along with me?

˜"*°•˜"*°•˜"*°•
- long-ass poems
- a collection i'm semi-proud of
- all graphics are made by me
- completed
- cream caramel poetry series #4

© sofiya v. 2020Tous Droits Réservés

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[p o e t r y], écrit par TeaAndWords

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AA's Second Chance., écrit par sriya_writz

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an adjournment of scars, an endearment of stitches, écrit par accidentallysof

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stories of the undaunted., écrit par accidentallysof

❝𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘛𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘮 𝘪 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘥? 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘪 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘪 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘥𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘦❞ ˜"*°•˜"*°•˜"*°• a collection of late-night thoughts and tales of loss and regret and of destruction and healing. i hope that you find yourself reflected in one of these poems. ˜"*°•˜"*°•˜"*°• - long-ass poems - completed - all graphics made by me - cream caramel poetry series #1 © sofiya v. 2016-2020

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