Apocalyptic love
The end of the world
You stare down my cities
With sun beaten smiles
And hurricane laughs
But if this armageddon
Bears down upon my mind
I will relish in the destruction.
-a.w
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Onism
PoetryOnism: the frustration of being stuck in one body that inhabits only one place at a time PS IF YOU COPY ANY OF MY WORK I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN AND MAKE YOU WISH YOU WERE NEVER BORN! I hope you enjoy reading my awful little pieces of literature!
