Jul 2021
sweet whispers of nothingness
in the midnight blue chasm of my heart
I reach out for you -
fingers contorted with rage and wonder
gasping for that final touch
that you have denied me
in the midnight blue chasm of my heart
I reach out for you -
fingers contorted with rage and wonder
gasping for that final touch
that you have denied me
(F/UK)
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