Feathers

A poem about triangulation. There'd be zero issues if they were "just friends". But they're not, and he doesn't love her but she's got her hooks in him anyway fully knowing she's keeping him from TRUE LOVE or any real chance of HAPPINESS

Survivor

He is a man of steel that I burn for

Trajectory

How to love a demon part 12. I'm sorry, that's not fair, I don't think he is a demon at all, and neither does this poem...

Corridors

He has my heart and I have his

Bed

How easy it is for you to damage and move on when you've got Red there cleaning and licking and worshipping every ounce of your mistakes. FILTH PIGS

Narrow Views

We haven't learned a thing...

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