[ 2112 hrs. ]
the sky is awake tonight,
and so am i; alone in my mind's
very, very own demise,
should i really be left in my own device?
wherein i think of you still
even if all of light died.
YOU ARE READING
IMP /SEC
Poetry─「 🕓 」 ───────── in every second of the clock, i think of you and you alone ╱|、 (˚ˎ 。7 |、˜〵 じし ˍ,)ノ ──────────────── 𝐈𝐌�...
