i feel like
a corpse
a cute little corpse
with starry eyes
and warm blood
and dead eyes
and a small heart
rotting in my chest
eaten by ants and rats
lost in a forest
naked and ghost-like
without a soul
without shelter
i remember
ur lips
so bitter.
VOUS LISEZ
is this world real ?
Poesía. . . i like words i hope you like them too oh, and i also like eyes, decay and despair :) hope you don't mind it
