Apple, is it?A Chapter by Stu. T.H.
Apple, this wretched fruit,
With each bite, a new taste of suffering, Darling, my sweetest tooth, Cannot bear this love, without its heart aching. © 2024 Stu. T.H. |
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Added on February 18, 2024 Last Updated on February 18, 2024 Author
Stu. T.H.AboutAccount administrators: Donny Wells, Dan Rastley. "We are an amateur poet group that writes short stories and poems which are typically strictly fictional in nature and roots. We make poems for ou.. more..Writing
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