some are wicked
heartache, claws, shot in the back
some are just a soul
translucent, silent, empty sorrow
some are kissed
eyes shut, candles, relief
a poet dies
heartache
silent
empty relief
Jul 14, 2020
Jul 14, 2020 at 7:44 PM UTC
some are wicked
heartache, claws, shot in the back
some are just a soul
translucent, silent, empty sorrow
some are kissed
eyes shut, candles, relief
a poet dies
heartache
silent
empty relief
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