Twyer Poems


The Haar's Breeze

...Quyted (to depart from) your arms is an urge I have held on to
Qwerty language got me typing away with you for no clue (reason)
Quenched in your disqualifying love affair 
Tired of being your nigh...
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Categories: twyer, deep, drug,
Form: Verse
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