Tag: rotten
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Vine Love
Vine Love My weak stomach turns sour at the taste of rotten grapes devoid of their youth. But in 10 years time… Bad fruit turns into aged wine. It makes a cold night warm and a hot day fine. My love grows on a spiraling vine. Thank you for reading, Esha <3
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Ice
Ice He runs to the coldness Like a refrigerator locked into a socket The warmth of reality Makes good groceries turn rotten Your heart transformed into an ice box Maintaining a frost bitten soul Your love is painful to hold It chills exposed bone No matter… how many people dared to care…
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