at theend
of the day
theking goes
back in the
samebox
as thepawn.
Right next to the guns, poppers and wedding rings. Right next to the forgotten kings words written in pages bent but unread, revealed and sent like bullets found a gun bed. Stories woven and unwoven through the magic of attachment.
Oct 7, 2017
Oct 7, 2017 at 1:51 PM UTC
at theend
of the day
theking goes
back in the
samebox
as thepawn.
Right next to the guns, poppers and wedding rings. Right next to the forgotten kings words written in pages bent but unread, revealed and sent like bullets found a gun bed. Stories woven and unwoven through the magic of attachment.
