L. V., i'll hand it to you / you don't need to steal anything here
L. V., i found this poem as the peppermint tea circled down the drain
L. V., i found this poem whilst staring at your favourite painting for too long that the lines started to blur and the colours looked like mud
well, i'm no expert, but apart from fe, i suspect specks of fi too. as i have said, i haven't had much time to ponder on you (you, not your blogs), thus it's a tad bit difficult to say. in any case, what i say doesn't matter, i just wished to know. otherwise i can promise my curiosity will keep wandering and haunt me with every glimpse of yours.
You got it right, apart from one letter. At least, based on the last time I took it. So I don't know, maybe you're right with your speculation. But I also did have one other result prior to the most recent one that was pretty consistent throughout the years.
L. V., i found this poem tracing random patterns on the seashore with a paper-cut finger
L. V., i found this poem on the ground, sobbing
L. V., i found this poem falling like lightning from heaven
L. V., i found this poem when i wanted to be so awfully happy that i never need to write poetry again
L. V., i found this poem when you said you wanted to live forever
L. V., i found this poem when god wasn't looking
Poetry. Prose. Free Verse. May explore dark/sensitive themes.
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