I don't deserve to be punished by Love
But, somehow this affection is too good.This patience is so encouraging
I guess so.
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.
Turned
I don't deserve to be punished by Love
But, somehow this affection is too good.This patience is so encouraging
I guess so.