Oh how fast the night changes-
Lips screaming in anger to ecstasy
From raging emotions of the heart,
To graceful presses of our locks and soul.
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Prophecy [poetry]
Poetry❝ I'm a sinner whose only sin was to have loved too hard ❞ A prophecy of every soul that'd ever been caught in the whims of love and lust. One-liners and poetry.