Trampoline by MYRYN VILLAFLOR I am the dot that ends all my written worries, doubts and insecurities, in the palm of my diary, many a time trapped between mottoes and ironies like a burrow of...
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Come, Sweet Death by BRIANNA ROSE BURTON Come, sweet death, into the arms of my embrace. Embrace, sweet dream, all myself inside yourself. Dream sweetly, death, of my return into your...