you sharpened your knife
and looked up at the sky
asking yourself
"should i take this man alive?"
YOU ARE READING
dead stars: wishing and admiring from afar
Poetryprose & poetry to the stars that we used to have in our lives, i am sure that they have shined the brightest in their lifetime. my heart grieves with you.
knife
you sharpened your knife
and looked up at the sky
asking yourself
"should i take this man alive?"
