Her eyes turned glassy, holding in the unshed tears.
Her body was cold, almost as cold as the corpse laying in front of her.
She was gone. As was she. Best Friends Forever, right?
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Senseless
PoetryMeaningless words put together to hopefully have meaning. Short poem-like stanzas and quotes. **All writing is mine unless otherwise stated. Cover art by: @sweatersinspace
