The morbid flowers stop growing
The sad faces start showing
Once the breathing stops going
My job starts glowing
I'm sorry for not posting and I probably won't write anything for a while but I may update this one to be longer
YOU ARE READING
poems
Poetrypoetry writen by me that I have nowhere else to put it • some will be more morbid than others • may mention $uicide all art used are made by me however I may use some characters names
