Even if I could cause the world
To go against itself
I would do so.
But, not in my imagination.
YOU ARE READING
Dead Letters
PoetryWe are Afraid. The supposed Ones with bravery of hearts are weakened because of affection. Now we lay low on succulent beds and Undercovers. These are my honest Dead Letters.
World
Even if I could cause the world
To go against itself
I would do so.
But, not in my imagination.
