come sit,
my dear
hearken to
my memories,
immortalized
in ink
to all the words I’ve left unspoken, to all I’ve left unuttered, you have been heard by a girl, one I call my significant other
By An Diệu11 days ago in Poets
my words, though sparse, are sufficient my apologies, if what you say in a hundred I can do in five redundancies,
By An Diệu12 days ago in Poets
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