the poem begins not where the knife enters
but where the blade twists
🩺
okaybye
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Stories by •𝘪𝘵𝘴'𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘳•
Melancholy Thistle
Until its time,
For my stardusts to be free again
Would you allow my soul
to take shelter in yours ?
Some poe...
letters under the moon-
~ I never told you
But I was falling in love