why do i come back to ruins
hoping to find gold?is it hope that pulls me back
or childish naivety?why do i always expect you to
repair the irreparable?
YOU ARE READING
anything and everything in between
Poetrycome inside my mind. dont be scared. ill hold your hand the whole time
gold
why do i come back to ruins
hoping to find gold?is it hope that pulls me back
or childish naivety?why do i always expect you to
repair the irreparable?