Nov 2015
I solemnly swear, it was a ghost
the kind of which truly exists
it's a part of my former self
Night shadows creep in the dark
I feel like it's a sign, maybe it is love?
or possibly I'm mad with depth.
the kind of which truly exists
it's a part of my former self
Night shadows creep in the dark
I feel like it's a sign, maybe it is love?
or possibly I'm mad with depth.
I'll probably add more in the near future
