canny and artistic
infallible hands
laced with proficiency
a boon or a bane?
eyes that reek of bereavement
and a cursed mind
that cannot rest
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Throes of Spring ✔️
Poetry[FEATURED] godhood is just like girlhood: a begging to be believed
i wasn't ready
canny and artistic
infallible hands
laced with proficiency
a boon or a bane?
eyes that reek of bereavement
and a cursed mind
that cannot rest