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we all have demons

uwu
and sometimes

●w●
they win

Laying on my gurny and I can't see my hands my tongue tastes like salt and with every heartbeat White Walls scream it's my fault.
I'm sorry,
I'm so so sorry. For the dripping lime Forest I forced down your throat, you can cough it up now and I'll leave you alone.

He
Broke my wings
So I couldn’t

Fly

So I stole his soul
So he couldn’t

Die

A friend of mine told me
I write when I’m sad
She said it is as if I am in pain
And I said when I write it rains
When I put the pen on paper the clouds get dark
And when I stop
The birds of the sky sings
Coming out to play as the sun is out

If my love will take shape someday...
It must be your shade.
Canvas is my heart and
though Indigo you are.
You will never fade.