vkrauss

her eyes, they cried in streams
          their echoes, they dwindled in my dreams
          she killed me, softly, slowly
          the result, it was unholy.
          
          - poem modified and stolen from @malvika_jha

rewakundra

@silascieri REALLY?? are you sure because when you are my age they make you wirte them
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italiankid

@rewakundra "i never wort a poem i wort a colour poem"
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astrolysis

YOOOOO I'M PREGNANT
          
          jk

MissZanone

@malvika_jha excuse me? i'm the father.
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notmal

@nightmxre- DON'T TELL HER I'M THE FATHER SHHH
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