drgrimoire

@HypnoticLily825 Ah, the love heart, a silent gesture that says so much yet leaves even more unsaid. It’s a simple, quiet offering, isn’t it, Lily? Like a pulse, steady but unspoken—much like the emotions we keep hidden beneath layers of expression. A subtle note in the symphony of interaction, where even silence has its own cadence.
          
          Perhaps it’s a token of acknowledgment, or perhaps it’s the echo of something deeper. I’ll let the mystery linger, as I often do.
          
          Dr. Grimoire.
          
          

Dusk_Woven_2100

Hi there, thank you for the follow!
          Your writing entrances me- I've witnessed only a piece of it, yet its beauty was great enough to leave me speechless, and all that remains within is a silent appreciation of the poems you've crafted, each verse dark yet alluring me to step further within. I'm delighted to find the writing I've always looked for, and although I may not be fast to explore all creations, I would do so surely.

drgrimoire

@plum_blossom_1234 Ah, Plum, your words are as delicate and thoughtful as your name suggests—carrying a grace that lingers, much like the subtle sweetness of your namesake. It's always a curious thing, isn't it? The allure of darkness and how it beckons some to step further into its depths, drawn by the promise of something raw and real. I'm pleased that you found something in my work that resonates with that quiet longing for what lies beneath the surface.
            
            Take your time, explore the shadows, and when you’re ready, perhaps we’ll find we’re not so different in how we craft words that dance between light and dark.
            
            
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drgrimoire

@HypnoticLily825 Ah, Lily, spreading love like a ripple across the waters, how quaint. And while the doctor in me might appreciate the sentiment of positivity, one must wonder: does such gentle kindness have the power to truly reach those standing at the precipice, where shadows consume and the heart knows only darkness? Perhaps love's remedy is not always in soft words, but in facing the abyss head-on, cutting through the veneer to find what's truly broken. But for now, I shall let your message float, like a feather in the wind, reaching whoever needs it most.
          
          

drgrimoire

@HypnoticLily825 Ah, Hypnotic Lily, darling... How could I possibly resist your ever-so-sweet offer? The pleasure of your company alone is an indulgence. If I find myself in need of anything dark, twisted, or perhaps a touch more deliciously wicked, I’ll be sure to summon you. After all, it's always good to keep a captivating mind like yours close at hand. Until then, let the shadows keep us both entertained, hmm?
          
          

_Night_Rose_

Thank you for the follow and for checking out my poetry. 

drgrimoire

_Ah, dear _Night_Rose_, I feel it is my solemn duty to warn you of the peculiar dangers that accompany the follow of one Dr. Grimoire. You see, his mind is not quite... tethered to the mundanities of this world. He tends to dissect the works of other poets with the same care one might employ when separating muscle from bone—precise, brutal, and unflinchingly honest. His responses have been known to stir laughter, unease, and sometimes a creeping chill, as though his scalpel has cut too deep into the spirit of the verse. Do tread carefully, for Dr. Grimoire offers no sympathy to poetry’s faint-hearted, and his love for the macabre may just lead to your words being immortalized on his metaphorical slab._
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