Sofia
you tell me
about
our future plans
our future plans
your eyes turn
into half-moons
when you
smile like that
when you smile like that
oh but how do
I look
into those
moons
look into those moons
and tell you
that I've never
planned on living
a day past 17 ?
a day past-
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Blind Poets
PoetryPoetry for those who find both comfort and discomfort in the dark. - Em Instagram: @em.g_4 WARNING This book includes references to sensitive topics such as suicide, depression, struggles with mental health and so on.
