She was not haunted by the dead.
She was haunted by the living;
And the graveyard of memories they leave in her heart and mind.
YOU ARE READING
𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐎 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐅?
PoesíaYou are the reason I have ink stains on my fingertips. art by yuschav arly
