5:59 pm, 28th may, Sunday
to me you are perfect –
there isn't a single thing about you
that I would ever think to change.
YOU ARE READING
dysphoria
Poeziesilent pleas from a heart that's been tainted blue, a mind that ripples in constant turmoil and a mouth that remains shut //
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5:59 pm, 28th may, Sunday
to me you are perfect –
there isn't a single thing about you
that I would ever think to change.
