WISDOM TEETH
we want a meaning where there isn't one (A/N - SOME PARTS ARE BEING REWRITTEN)
do you ever feel like you're just living your life waiting for tragedy? -bridgett devoue ©2017 COSMOGREYS all rights reserved.
|| I'm a thousand colours-- but still, I'm waging a war against b l a c k and w h i t e || ______________ p r i s m s © Aneet, September 2015 lowercase intended
careworn and smiling with a crooked grin, adoration slept in the wrinkles beside his eyes as he observed the mosaic beauty. she held his callused palm in hers and whispered to the moon; "tonight, we're monsters." romanticism isn't always beautiful.
i prick my finger on a rose in my garden. my blood is not red. i take the wind caressing my face as a silent apology. cover art made by doradorapuff on tumblr. [2015] thank you to everyone who shared with me these short poems as they were published. they were written through a time span of about three years. my period...
I kiss your eyes so you will recognise me 2016, adriana © (p #48 - 140117)