Breathe.
In. Out.
Again.
mother always said
"broken crayons still color"
When I breathe again, can it be with you?
maybe.
after all,
were you not my entire existence
as i was yours?
illusion.
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i apologise for not updating, i'm a bad kid ;-; my rankings dropped too uwu. exams are like the end of this month and sis, we are not coping. so heres the tea, a thousand apologies in advance.
-Vi
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The essence of love [poetry]
Poetryessence /ˈɛs(ə)ns/ noun 1. the intrinsic nature or indispensable quality of something, especially something abstract, which determines its character. do you love me?