My poems don't whisper your name anymore
My stories don't bleed with the thought of you
For you are only a ghost holding
Miserably onto this pen
Jun 4, 2014
Jun 4, 2014 at 12:12 AM UTC
My poems don't whisper your name anymore
My stories don't bleed with the thought of you
For you are only a ghost holding
Miserably onto this pen
