YOU ARE READING misellus Poetry my body's wretched, and so is my soul. gamma 324 56 5 by trashykawa by trashykawa Follow Share Post to Your Profile Share via Email Report Story Send Send to Friend Share Post to Your Profile Share via Email Report Story too tired and languid to love you to the moon and back. how about the exosphere? though, will i die of suffocation or the degrees? i will, for you.