When I die
It will be beautiful
My organs will grow flowers
My wounds will be sealed with moss
My eyes will see no more pain
My bones will be fragile
I may be rotting but it's okay
When I die, you won't need to worry anymore my love
I'll finally be beautiful
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Little writings
Poetrylittle things I write that aren't apart of a big story that gets a whole book. kinda like short stories and poems also helps me with writers block and getting my emotions out. Might also add music to the parts to set the mood ♡ #poems ranked 287 ou...
