Something in his eyes told me
that all he ever wanted
was to be loved.
FRAGILE!
HANDLE WITH CARE!
They screamed to me
Letter by letter-
baring the tomb of ****** scars
throbbing in his heart.
I can't help but feel their warmth
whenever they're fixed on mine
And I can't help but yearn their affection
whenever they're gone.
Oct 11, 2017
Oct 11, 2017 at 3:13 AM UTC
Something in his eyes told me
that all he ever wanted
was to be loved.
FRAGILE!
HANDLE WITH CARE!
They screamed to me
Letter by letter-
baring the tomb of ****** scars
throbbing in his heart.
I can't help but feel their warmth
whenever they're fixed on mine
And I can't help but yearn their affection
whenever they're gone.
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