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    Honest opinions on my Poem?

    Through the black curtains, I can see your face in the moonlight. Your almond eyes peering in, Undressing my vulnerable body. Through the shadows, a sinister smile, A desire left unpure. My quivering hands try, But they couldn’t close the curtain. Inviting you in to quench my thirst; Fueling...
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    Please critique my poem?

    Through the black curtains, I can see your face in the moonlight. Your almond eyes peering in, Undressing my vulnerable body. Through the shadows, a sinister smile, A desire left unpure. My quivering hands try, But they couldn’t close the curtain. Inviting you in to quench my thirst; Fueling...
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