Bell Spalding
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What Do I DoA Poem by Bell SpaldingLimericks found in my google drive from 2017. Growing into love was actually a sort of painful experience, but worth it. |
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What Do I Know About LoveA Poem by Bell SpaldingHonestly, I feel like sometimes I write more in the style of a toddler attempting to verbalize their thoughts. |
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GinetteA Poem by Bell Spaldingin which I am a stupid angsty teen. Read the "Prologue" of Almost Maine before reading this. |
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Infinite Summer SkyA Poem by Bell SpaldingOr, the alternative title, "Ode To Nature That I Somehow Included My Boyfriend In" |
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EscapeA Poem by Bell Spaldingthe word splurge that cometh from a brutal writer's block. But I'm disinclined to open an account and not write anything, so, here we are. |
