A collaboration of thirty on a very affectionate affair of poetry pizzazz! Enjoy!
You know this is for you. And... I like you a lot.
It seems like a lifetime ago, but perhaps it's because the clock stopped ticking the minute he walked out the door.
" πππ'π€ ππππ πΈ βπ ππ₯π£πͺ πΉπ π π" ππ ππππͺ π€π₯π π£πππ€ π¦ππ₯π ππ ππ ππ₯ π¨π π£ππ€, π π₯πππππ£ ππ π π
We found ourselves tangled up in one another.
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A little ode to my favourite cut of steak when a special occasion brings me to my favourite steakhouse.
Please accept my heartfelt condolences for the protracted nature of my poem. It was never my intention for it to exceed such length and for any inconvenience caused, I tender my deepest regrets.
A tender what if... moment between Annabeth, Percy, and their toddler daughter.
(Percabeth)
A collaboration of thirty on a very affectionate affair of poetry pizzazz! Enjoy!
You know this is for you. And... I like you a lot.
It seems like a lifetime ago, but perhaps it's because the clock stopped ticking the minute he walked out the door.
" πππ'π€ ππππ πΈ βπ ππ₯π£πͺ πΉπ π π" ππ ππππͺ π€π₯π π£πππ€ π¦ππ₯π ππ ππ ππ₯ π¨π π£ππ€, π π₯πππππ£ ππ π π
We found ourselves tangled up in one another.
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Socials: https://linktr.ee/hisholore
Support me: https://ko-fi.com/hisho
Join medium: https://hisholore.medium.com/membership
A little ode to my favourite cut of steak when a special occasion brings me to my favourite steakhouse.
Please accept my heartfelt condolences for the protracted nature of my poem. It was never my intention for it to exceed such length and for any inconvenience caused, I tender my deepest regrets.
A tender what if... moment between Annabeth, Percy, and their toddler daughter.
(Percabeth)