I've been tricking my mind for so long, that i dont recognize anymore the difference of silhouetted memories and remains. I kept the facade i made 4 years ago, just so everyone would think I am brave enough to bare the amount of emptiness and loneliness you've caused me. And here I am, wondering if the red roses you planted in our garden was ever meant to wither instantly the moment she planned to plant a pink one within your scope. 🥺
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The Fall Back
PoetryThis book encrypts all of my poems randomly. I dont right any specific themes, I wrote them all out of sadness, grief, happiness, and maybe some getaway car experiences. Also, the photos are originally captured by me. Hope y'all can relate <3
