All I wanted was,
You to hold me when my bones
were weak, my vision fading and when my skin turned into seems of wrinkles.
But maybe that was too much to ask for.
― v // poeticmask
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archived thoughts // poetry
Poesiaboy you got me drunk in your love, dizzy and drowning, in our fake & hollow ; memories. • ©poeticmask #9 [ 27.10.17 ] [ Mostly ranting ] Hit a like if you relate ❤️
