Put your knife in my hand
And we'll stand, together;
For this is the end
I'm drowned and fallen
So overdue I owe them
Swept away, I'm empty.
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— skyfall ; E.D
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The Diary of a Fallen Girl
PoezieThere is no relief. Only love, And death. *** This is dedicated to everyone who has broken my heart before. Thank you. *** {Highest Ranking: #315 in poetry} {Trigger Warning}
