I will scribble
all over your paper heart;
I will imprint myself onto your bones
in all the most beautiful places.
I will wreck your favourite song,
and let your favorite dish
lose its appeal;
I will love you in all the right places,
in all the right ways, so that
when you leave,
you will realize how wrong everything feels and is and
has become, without me there
by your side.
I will become immortal to you,
until you will be too tired
to fight me away;
You will not be able to purge
all the love I will have
injected into your veins.
- Crimsyy♡
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Ramblings Of A Storm
PoetryI am a lightning bolt , and I know you can't handle me, because you're afraid of drizzles, but I'm the entire hurricane, suffocated in flesh and bone, waiting to unleash itself. Crimsyy Copyright 2016 #1
