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Dating Poems

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The poem was released on January 4, 2023 at 1:29.

I have a proposal. Dumpling

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#Boyfriend #Beauty #Falling In Love #Callush #Crash
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The poem was released on January 2, 2023 at 21:27.


I want to see it even if I crawl, I feel the room to snuggle up between the blues edge and adjust the groove

I feel out of place tonight, we sink and stall the stalls of their trains

Maders, half the eyes like the moon are half dark, half far away … Who was trapped, me or you?

Is all of these secrets growing too close to know what you are, are you worth losing yourself nearby?

I hate this part more … the blade is not enough … it’s because of all of these secrets that you miss me.

#Ai #Dark #Relationship #fallinginLove #date
The poem was posted on December 27, 2022 at 13:16.

Coffee date with niece

Love and scary love, scary love, scary loveI’m scared I just want to drink coffee, but she heard she always laughed, and she said she was good at coffee, and she saw her shining. right.

#Coffee #Writing poems #philosophy #date #Deep Underground poetry
Incomplete gardener
The poem was released on December 14, 2022 at 21:11.

Start earlier

We talk as if our destiny is in Morrisons, radios, cars, and neck boxes swinging unsteadily, but it’s so much more than the city we live in, our favorite street, or the music we play. It’s all the more important. It’s much more important than the station, where you work, or whether you have a degree. It’s how you were introduced, how your mother played with your hair, what became twisted and every fiber of your being, and so much more.

#Anxiety #Romance #Women #Dating
This poem was published on December 10, 2022 at 11:18.

love hotel

Hotel Love We arrived at a transshipment village in the north. As a result, Parrish became home to cafes and restaurants with French-influenced names and became uninhabitable for the original inhabitants, leaving only the Idyllcard and fake Tudors. When my ex-girlfriend was puffing her chest in anticipation and made a reservation, it seems that she decided to go to a restaurant where a singer appeared and made her sing. so.

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