And as
It all
Fell apart
A screaming
Silence
Rang through
The night
YOU ARE READING
The Scrambled Philosophies That I Call Thoughts
PoetryThe scattered musings about love and life by a(n) (a)musing girl who knows little of either.
Fire Escape
And as
It all
Fell apart
A screaming
Silence
Rang through
The night