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I was precipitate before a setting sun, wanting and wasted, temerarious in hope, devoted endlessly to the idea that even people come in pairs.
By Shals8 months ago in Poets
Limerence. I watch the boys love, fall in love, make love. I watch and I yearn and regret and love and wish and hate.
By Jennifer A. G.2 days ago in Poets
I hope one day I could lie down on a table and you cut me open ?? You replace the brokenness that I have, and just put some children in it!?
By 365poetry3 days ago in Poets
Four walls. That's all she had to look at, along with a dirt floor and the ceiling. The door had a small window with a little door that could be opened from the outside. But that hadn't happened much in the time she'd been in here.
By Raine Fielder6 days ago in Fiction
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