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For the daily prompt

Like the title says.

A love poem for whoever accomplishes what the poem says.

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A reflection on my parents relationship and how bad luck in love seems to be in our DNA.

Best. Surprise. EVER!!

I'm not even joking about how worried I am.

A young Victorian-era French Lady and her maid/ best friend fall in love and navigate a world where their love isn't accepted. (yes, this will be a smut series.)

This is totally true, which is kinda sad.

An expression of my feelings towards Valentine's Day. And reminiscence of past heart breaks. (Yes I know this is a little early but still)

I wrote this for my mom when she was going through a rough patch. So I guess you could say this poem is dedicated to my mom.

Just something for the daily prompt.

Just saying hello and letting people virtually get to know me.

This was written based off of a day when we were taken outside during my History class. I, of course, didn't run away but I did feel lost and lonely.