i'd stare ahead at tattooed biceps and cancer sticks,
wish i had watched my back for a smirk that never tells.
because then, i would've known,
the real bad guys are something else.
YOU ARE READING
Stains | Completed
Poesia❝the day you'll return, is when i'll write about rainy days and coffee stains.❞ *** Lowercase intended for stylistic purposes. A poetry book. Other information inside. Completed. Cover credits to @Zayn_Imagines. ♠ My original work. All rights are re...
