nightmare.

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drawn in memories
pictures of an odd event
me and you
family

blood in my nose
scrunching bad, reach the bath
lights were out, blind
there was something, watching

us wondering
if this was a lie
if this was a scam
witches house turn into the hotel

a series of an unfortunate event
playing round around my head
nightmare
would be the close word to call.

Saturday, August 22, 2020.

poems of heart. Tempat cerita menjadi hidup. Temukan sekarang