this headache is consuming me. now i wish my mind did not drown itself in overthinking about things that would never come true. do i owe this cataclysmic abyss any debt? why is it bringing its hands around my bleeding heart? i am only human and i cannot combat this translucent battalion. so unless you wish me to succumb to this mental asylum, stop now.
or forever choose to hold your peace.
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Poetry❝ pour on me the honey of his lips and let me steal the moon from his eyes. ❞ an honest first draft // no editing. ©️ novaelox - all rights reserved.
