...but you are pretty; you are.
Don't believe me, I'm not
asking you to— just let me
say it once, and say it again;
don't hate me, but you are
pretty, like moonlight mildly
blanketing the calm
and starry sky.
— A. P.
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Accidents: A Collection of Poetry
PoetryIt's like learning a new tongue; like befriending an unfamiliar book, and finding love expressed in a million different languages that I cannot understand nor explain. - you have kept me awake for far too long Antoinette Prescott, 2016 "Accidents" i...
