Every night
In this crowded
space
I look for
A new prey
To ink its blood
On this lonely
Piece of sheet
That speaks
My hopeless
Language
©pygswhisper
Feb 22, 2018
Feb 22, 2018 at 5:51 PM UTC
Every night
In this crowded
space
I look for
A new prey
To ink its blood
On this lonely
Piece of sheet
That speaks
My hopeless
Language
©pygswhisper
