pragyaprakash
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WAR Allegiance sworn, swords drawn, he looked me in my eyes. I think he could feel my soul, and I felt his. He a wretched soul He owed this blood He owed us So vile yet so reminiscent, his ugliness was truly magnificent, in the midst of the scandalous... – *by Pragya Prakash*	11 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
Teenage conflict CONFLICT I want to romance pain so dreadfully, that it almost hurts the flesh of my stomach, like a premature baby struggling to breathe, struggling to be My mind reluctantly approaches to settle alone It's the great Pacific war at the outset ... – *by Pragya Prakash*	7 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
CONFLICT CONFLICT I want to romance pain so dreadfully, that it almost hurts the flesh of my stomach, like a premature baby struggling to breathe, struggling to be My mind reluctantly approaches to settle alone It's the great Pacific war at the outset ... – *by Pragya Prakash*	4 Views added 2 years ago	Rating

Allegiance sworn,
swords drawn,
he looked me in my eyes.
I think he could feel my soul,
and I felt his.
He a wretched soul
He owed this blood
He owed us
So vile yet so reminiscent,
his ugliness was truly magnificent,
in the midst of the scandalous...

– by Pragya Prakash

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added 2 years ago

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Teenage conflict

CONFLICT
I want to romance pain so dreadfully,
that it almost hurts the flesh of my stomach,
like a premature baby struggling to breathe, struggling to be
My mind reluctantly approaches to settle alone It's the great Pacific war at the outset ...

– by Pragya Prakash

7 Views

added 2 years ago

Rating