Space
time
vanish.
When I love
you.
Pandora's
shell
creaks
like old
wooden
steps
in an old
haunted
house,
and you
just let
the ghosts
out.
when I love
you,
Pandora.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I don't like poems on spiritism. I forgot to put it in the rules.
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smiles. I like it.
I like to hear your words again too. -
Space
time
vanish.
When I love
you.- visually, the punctuation is throwing off the rhythm for the reader. I stumble reading this aloud. I don't even think you need the periods there.



