Written by PinkPunk
Your breath is nothing more than a breeze
I wander through the trees
One day, I know one day
You will come back to me
If you thought I'd ever stay mad at you
You were a fool
You know
You know
That we find everything in each other
We are each other's hidden parts
Blood's a token of my heart
If I was the wound, you were the salt
But you're also the only one who can solve
The pain
You're the cure at the same time
This is not sustainable
This is not sustainable
But then again
Neither am I
YOU ARE READING
IF HANNIBAL WROTE POETRY INSTEAD OF EATING PEOPLE
PoetryThese are poems written about Hannigram, as well as Hannibal and Will themselves. These are all written by us!
