Oct 2019
What will release us from our own mortal folly?
a burn across our stricken cheek?
a sorrowful departure?
a gentle kiss?
Death himself.
a burn across our stricken cheek?
a sorrowful departure?
a gentle kiss?
Death himself.
Sorry my stuff's been pretty drab lately. I've been having a rough year but I really look forward to writing more wholesome pieces.
(22/F)
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