Dark Romance
Love with teeth. Poetry about dangerous attraction, morally complicated lovers, darkness, devotion, and wanting someone even when every instinct says you should run.
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Some cravings survive long after the danger does, leaving the body to remember what the mind already knows was poison.
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At five in the morning, desire whispers a familiar name even while every scar remembers exactly why wanting is not the same as safety.
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Softness was never the same as harmlessness; roses have thorns, pretty things have teeth, and survival taught her how to use both.
Between Bruises & Blooms 