You splashed a trail of sparkling white around every aspect of my life.
Now that you're gone, I'll paint everything to black in hopes I'll forget your light.
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This was very much inspired by nostalgiia c:
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Metanoia
Poetry"YOU LEFT BRUISES I CANNOT ERASE WITH FOUNDATION THIS TIME" These are just really shitty old poems tbh But i hope you guys are well c: © [Ranked #467 || poetry] [[Completed]]
