TW-Images of death and suicide When did you think the pain would set inFor me? Apparently, Not whenYou told me you didn’t know what you wantedAfter you persuaded me to sleep with you.I couldn’t breath Not whenYou let the ice of your doubtGive me frostbiteWhile your mind leisured in a warm summers day.The glowing romanticismContinue reading “When”
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