I feel your breaths quicken,
I hear your heartbeats dying down,
but, I'm tied down to my own set of tragic endings.
When will the sky be purple enough for us to meet?
YOU ARE READING
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Poesia❝Pictures that bleed more words than your lips would ever say.❞ (#27 in poetry on 09/08/2016) [© Quotes are mine; the pictures aren't.]