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Dearest Love,
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Upon this parchment, inked with the shades of my soul's melancholy, do I endeavor to convey the tempest that rages within the chambers of mine afflicted heart. With each quill stroke, I unveil the poignant tale of our love, a narrative wrought with the threads of affection now fraying, and the lamentations that echo through the hollow corridors of my being.
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As the sun doth sink below the horizon, so too doth the warmth of your presence vanish from the canvas of my existence. A darkness descends, shrouding the once-vibrant hues of our shared affection in the somber shades of regret. 'Tis a bitter revelation that gnaws at the core of my spirit – the realization that the only thing more grievous than the agony of parting is the haunting awareness that no earnest effort was made to secure my abiding company.
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In the tapestry of our shared moments, I discern the absence of the stitches that would have mended the fabric of our connection. The tendrils of neglect now bind my heart, and the specter of inaction casts a disconsolate shadow upon the love we once cultivated. Oh, how I implore thee to feel the weight of my confession, to grasp the essence of my remorse as it spills forth like tears upon this parchment.
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Long have I yearned for the solace of your embrace, the reassurance of your affection, yet it seems that my pleas have fallen upon the deaf ears of indifference. The silence of unspoken sentiments resonates louder than the most eloquent verses, and the quivering echo of what might have been reverberates through the desolate corridors of my forsaken soul.
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Would that this missive find thee in a moment of reflection, where the embers of our love still smolder. Let not the apathy of inaction be the dirge that marks the end of our shared journey. Instead, let it serve as a plea to rekindle the flame that once burned bright betwixt us – a flame that, with a tender breath, may yet be resurrected from the ashes of neglect.

In the shadows of remorse, I remain, yearning for a renewal of our love,

coarse crown
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Wowowwow this is so
Pretty the typography is gorgeous and the message melancholic bueatiful depravity. Truly moving even tho I don’t usually find interest in romance poetry this one was different full of scenery it literally makes me feel emotional in a strange way from the wording it’s angelic

iron socket
iron socket
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@tropic pewter

tropic pewter
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Have you ever thought about writing a book?

iron socket
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no, why u ask ?

tropic pewter
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Because this is AMAZING

iron socket
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:DDD .

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Thanks a lot!

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But amazing as it is, is inspired by shakespearean language

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@viscid frost , u might like this 😄

tropic pewter
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Well still, you wrote it, a lot of writers get inspiration from other writers

viscid frost
viscid frost
iron socket
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😄 .

viscid frost
iron socket
tropic pewter
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I think you can do that on telegram or Reddit

iron socket
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i wanted to make a site of my own or smthing

tropic pewter
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Ohh

iron socket
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i wrote for a long while only for me

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and recently i tought on how to make a living out of this and a blog made the most sense

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but even a blog is not a guaranteed way to make a living out of.

tropic pewter
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Yup

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This is the sad part of choosing a career based on creativity

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You can never be sure if you will succed

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As someone who wants a career in the music industry, there are a lot of obstacles to promoting your art and even when you are recognised, you can't know for sure if you will last that long