the world is going up in flames
call it:
hell on earth.
the worst thing that can happen is
not seeing you before we die.
that is now my biggest fear,
dying without being able to see you, hold you, do everything once with you.
the thought of more chaos in the world
makes my brain bleed; red rush of raspberry-looking blood.
the view of the people make all the difference in the world, yet, the people don't understand that.
for one day, we'll meet.
—
part of our start.
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geycentral
Poetrya peak into my poetry, im an amateur and i kinda suck at writing but here we go again. pls leave constructive criticism!! all pictures attached are my own taken on a Nikon COOLPIX B500 and an iPhone XR *TW: some are dark and talk about self h*rm an...
