Thump, thump, thumping pulse I've wished to cease has continued mocking me. Tired lines and crimson memories chalk up my brain to that very day I wanted pain.
Grief filled my heart like the plague as the scent of my own blood filled my shirt.
Thump, thump, thumping pulse I've wished to cease has continued mocking me. Tired lines and crimson memories chalk up my brain to that very day I wanted pain.
Grief filled my heart like the plague as the scent of my own blood filled my shirt.