kill all the flowers growing in my chest,
violently tear them out by the root
and burn the evidence that they even existed
i do not want them anymore
YOU ARE READING
efflorescence
Poesia- where my withering thoughts bloom [TW] don't judge me most of these are very old
xxxviii.
kill all the flowers growing in my chest,
violently tear them out by the root
and burn the evidence that they even existed
i do not want them anymore
