Oh! hello there, kind stranger.
Welcome to my little world of darkness and all things fun, but I must warn you of a few things before you step foot.
You see, rules may be too boring, but they are necessary at Midnight. Worry not, for I only have a small list.
● I absolutely welcome criticism,
but do be polite, I don't take
well to harshness.● My poems tend to be quite dark
most of the time since I do live
in Midnight, after all. Just don't
say I didn't warn you.● Everything within these pages
are my own work, steal them
and you might just go
missing one fine day...● Do take care to be friendly
or my little raven might as well
think you to be a tress passer
and pick at you. And I just
might not stop him.● Any resemblance to real
people (living or dead),
as well as places or
pieces of reality in
my poems are
purely coincidental.I trust you won't break them, but if you do, be warned. I can be more than harsh.
I will be releasing two poems every week, so please don't pressure me when it comes to updates.
Now, off you go! Jump in before the portal closes.
I await your arrival in Midnight.
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Поэзияoh she'd 𝒘𝒂𝒊𝒕 and she'd 𝒘𝒂𝒊𝒕, as the stars 𝒅𝒊𝒆𝒅. she'd watch the 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒏 𝒄𝒓𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒆 before her eyes, hoping that they'd 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒅𝒆. . ˚ . ⋆ * ˚ 𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆 · · · ·...