how artwork is cursed // poetry

'i love you' falls from my lips the way icarus fell from the sun. so tragically. so beautifully. _ POETRY COLLECTION © nyxmph_ 2021

𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕕𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕕𝕒𝕘𝕘𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕀 𝕒𝕞 𝕤𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕝𝕪 𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕖𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕞𝕪 𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 just a collection of my terrible poems because yes I'm going to torture you like that :))) also there's a lot of death and ghost imagery so just sort of bear with me ok

daydreams and all the things i couldn't say // poetry

auroras, sad prose, and a growing red rose