Darling, you will get ugly.
Soon, this will be over.
These young times
will be gone.
On your wrists won't be sparks.
But lines.
,,Live fast and die young."
Oh, yeah, I will.
You know I will.
I need to kill
bad memories before
I'll kill myself.
YOU ARE READING
The headache.
Poetrynot very optimistic poems. //in english// •The beautiful cover is from @teckopluste. You should totally check her out, she's talented, her covers are badass!•
