A voice
His eyes like the ocean,his hair like new grown wheat.His skin as pale as a white owl.His crazy mind doesn't remember me anymore but he does have a voice when the girl he said he'd love forever in his head.
Zombie girl
My skin is crawling for your flesh,for the taste of your lips.You scream as I pull your insides out searching for your heart.As soon as I find it I break it knowing I broke your heart from this.
Ok guys I hope you enjoyed my poems there might be a new chapter this week so don't stop reading this
