DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, life is a bliss in hell:}
your letters
spits I never want to breathe forever
knuckles you shoved into my back again never
but things may trail things may leave may dust
aiming for the swoons in my appeals an everlasting lust
skies upon the blues and the purples they stain
dances on seven hells of moons to remain
notes on ears on papers in the awake
heart and soul bared no more here at a paling so called stake
brushes braided in the befores
on this night
on this day
-------ravenfeels
Apr 19, 2021
Apr 19, 2021 at 4:14 PM UTC
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, life is a bliss in hell:}
your letters
spits I never want to breathe forever
knuckles you shoved into my back again never
but things may trail things may leave may dust
aiming for the swoons in my appeals an everlasting lust
skies upon the blues and the purples they stain
dances on seven hells of moons to remain
notes on ears on papers in the awake
heart and soul bared no more here at a paling so called stake
brushes braided in the befores
on this night
on this day
-------ravenfeels
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