What The Poets Never Said | BL
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Last published Sun, Aug 31, 2025
Blood. Roses. Thorns. And a boy caught up in it all.
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[The words are written - messy, sincere and endearing.
Found everywhere and nowhere all at once,
sometimes in-between seaside rocks;
Amongst fields of daisies and wildflowers;
appearing where smoke of an incense curled up most.]
**Disclaimer: Everything is original and from my ideas. Any person, place or events written are purely coincidental and unrelated to real-life events. NO COPYING MY WORK OVER TO OTHER PLATFORMS WITHOUT PERMISSION. SERIOUS CONSEQUENCES WILL FOLLOW IF THAT IS DISCOVERED.**
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