stirring the pot is never as fun as
tipping it over.
that's why it hurts so much.
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little blue flowers
PoetryA collection of original poetry by Ella Petrichor. Highest Rank: #152 in Poetry (6/14/18) **COMPLETED** ::Excerpt:: "betrayal along the seams" A melancholic pallor lining her face She stood in the doorway Beating the shit out of that old rug As thou...
complaint of the lovestruck
stirring the pot is never as fun as
tipping it over.
that's why it hurts so much.
