WHEN I KISSED THE ABYSS
"But among all your lovers, death will be sweetest.
He will kiss you in your sleep until you forget who you are, and what you have. He will trace his fingers on the hollows of your soul.
He will abandon all those who long for him, to take you to the stars in the night and forever more."
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Fleeting Memoirs
Poetry❝Memoirs of love and madness ; ❞ Copyright 2017 © Vanessa Sheathes
