Feb 2017
I found my heart today;
buried underneath smoke
& sorrows not meant
for this world...
Edges sharp as razors,
cold to the touch;
ice would be warmer
but I'm so ******* cold.
buried underneath smoke
& sorrows not meant
for this world...
Edges sharp as razors,
cold to the touch;
ice would be warmer
but I'm so ******* cold.
