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 Feb 15 Idriss
Vianne Lior
Falling plum blossoms,
wind takes them—no one noticed.
Was I one of them?

 Feb 15 Idriss
Vianne Lior
I wore my heart like heavy armor,
Fighting shadows, none of them true.
Quixotic in my relentless fervor,
A soldier lost in skies of blue.
 Feb 13 Idriss
Aymeric
Empty
 Feb 13 Idriss
Aymeric
I am empty.
And I don’t mean it metaphorically,
or poetically,
or romantically,
or in any other way you like to dress it up.

I am empty.
Straight up.

Unreciprocated love took everything.
And there’s nothing left.
**** in boots

— The End —