A/N: Cuz she's such a pretty pretty pretty pretty face but you turned into a pretty big waste of my time~
It's so hard to hate
Her pretty face,
Yet my body next to hers
Feels so out of place.
The way she moves
With defined grace,
Softly,
Like lace.
But soon she's gone,
Vanished,
Without a trace.
The empty space
Hands me a mace,
Yet still I can't stand
To hate her pretty face.
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Poetry
PoetryJust a few poems I wrote. I few are on my Tumblr but not all of them. Feedback is always appreciated. I've been told this is kinda intense(?) so read at your own risk ig Theme is basically murder and sex. Like that's really it. Nothing too extreme l...
