And it is at this very own moment that your ghost, haunting me, became real once again. What did i do? I should kill you right now so you can disappear for good.
VOUS LISEZ
•My own wrecked mind•
Poésie~Des fois ça va, d'autres non.~ Pensées quotidiennes, remises en doute. Poèmes, textes. Ce qui dompte mes pensées sauvages, les retiens en cage. Peu importe la langue, anglais, français, misère, douleur, apaisement ou bonheur.
Ghost
And it is at this very own moment that your ghost, haunting me, became real once again. What did i do? I should kill you right now so you can disappear for good.
