I was an innocent drawn to the broken and emotionally dead.
Like a moth to a flame I flew straight into my death.
The personification of fools rush in where angels fear to tread.
Feb 13, 2021
Feb 13, 2021 at 7:58 PM UTC
I was an innocent drawn to the broken and emotionally dead.
Like a moth to a flame I flew straight into my death.
The personification of fools rush in where angels fear to tread.