The Broken Agony
Cracking the walls itself,
Reading my soul within this shelf.
I ain't promised you something
'Cause i know it might went to nothing
Feeling every inch of us
Hearing the wild bees' buzz
Though it's hard to explain
I know I can handle this pain.
YOU ARE READING
The Masochist's Sideview
RandomYou cannot see my tantalizing tears when you're beside me. Collection of deep-deeps words, formed as poems.
