I either burn too bright
or I give you frost bite
I will never be
a normal temperature
to you who lives
a normal life
YOU ARE READING
efflorescence
Poésie- where my withering thoughts bloom [TW] don't judge me most of these are very old
liv.
I either burn too bright
or I give you frost bite
I will never be
a normal temperature
to you who lives
a normal life
