["now i’m the villain in your history"
by leviathan]
[by dorkbait]
["More than a soldier"
by momo]
[by bisexualbuckys;
quotation from this poem:]
A Stranger
There is a love I reminisce,
Like a seed
I've never sown.
Or lips that I'm yet to kiss,
and eyes
not met my own.
Hands that wrap around my wrists,
and arms
that feel like home.
I wonder how it is I miss,
these things
I've never known.”
[by gravesecret]
[by min1919]
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