my body is weak
as i pull everyone up
i slip down
i'm attempting
to keep everyone alive
whilst i'm slowly dying myself.
~ please don't leave me
why?
because i said so.
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cigarettes and sunsets
Poetrya collection of poems filled with love, heartbreak and tragedy. the world has a bad habit of keeping serious things locked away in order to maintain happiness, I desire to search for these hidden things and let them be found. illustrations by Robyn...
