she could trace her veins through her skin
it was so pale.
she wanted to drown
in nothing
and she felt so empty
like
a bottle
drained
and hollow.
YOU ARE READING
Where Stars Collide *ON HOLD*
Poetry//Don't kiss me if you're afraid of thunder, my life is a storm// her name was elena and he had none they both had a strange passion for rain and whatever their souls were made of, they were the same. [currently on hold due to exams, however thanks...
