SOULS By Willow Love

"Hallucinations"

destruction in the middle of the abode holding your hand. remember when i died & espy you & her together?

i told you too meet me in the copse at 3:12am you showed up at 3:56am tide didn't matter to you, but i wanted to get it right that second.

pale skin blue eyes freckles standing about 5'9 brown hair and a white v neck thats all i beamed in a purlieu susurration from the conspiratorial voice ''Your not liquidated.'' He said with the draft.

it tottered me don't tell me to write about it vacant pages iam mortified and then i detected the voice again it trailed me to the tattoo shop that day. it eventuated se7ven times. 

infinity lapsed we were gonna lurch until then the privileged in the beauty execute and we both instance our oaths grabbed his algid fingers mirrors foreshadowing that fortuitous call and dishearten news i love you, R.I.P terrain transition.