Poems from selenam239

I write a little bit
stuck on and to you  like honey-bathed bees, i found your eyes and the sun kissed spots on your cheeks as stars in summer   long drawn, i...
I just wanted to say I love you for that night. For bearing with me as I bore into yur arms shaking, taking in shallow breaths of panic in...
Snow White must of been on crack, To be at the arms of a stranger and take that fruity snack In those shoes, how could Cinderella even walk...
You always found writing as a form of comfort, and that is something that we still share in common.   Nothing is more cathartic than...
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he was something wild, something disreputable,   a part of the night and the dust,   some sort of reckless fate: beautiful 

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