#prickly - Hello Poetry

I’d reach out to you but you're so **** crusty. I remember when you were colourful and full of life. I kept my distance because even then you were a ***** ©

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Aug 31, 2019

Aug 31, 2019 at 1:53 PM UTC

Bkc2u71

Whithering Thistle

I’d reach out to you but you're so **** crusty. I remember when you were colourful and full of life. I kept my distance because even then you were a ***** ©

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prickly roses quick to touch don't you weep let's keep this a hush sing my song when you fall or else watch your demons as they crawl

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Nov 4, 2018

Nov 4, 2018 at 11:00 AM UTC

sunkenships

a little too sharp

prickly roses quick to touch don't you weep let's keep this a hush sing my song when you fall or else watch your demons as they crawl

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The quill is the tongue of my very soul; dipped into the ink made of my tears. It matters not if my words are thorn to many; This Queen will speak and touch those special few.

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Aug 9, 2018

Aug 9, 2018 at 5:00 PM UTC

Lyn-Purcell

Briar

The quill is the tongue of my very soul; dipped into the ink made of my tears. It matters not if my words are thorn to many; This Queen will speak and touch those special few.

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