𝑻𝑶 𝑲𝑰𝑺𝑺 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑺𝑼𝑵 .
sunkissed hearts n feverish love™️
"we were like the sun and moon, catching glimpses of one another, waiting for an eclipse." HIGHEST RANKINGS: #8 in poetic
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.
tap into the sap of a human body we're rich in nutrients and abundant in self pity ___________________________ a poetry book dedicated to unmarked Salem graves @timespieces copyright 2019
loitering illegally in the graveyard ___________________________________________ a poetry book dedicated to every cell in your body @timespieces Copyright 2017
stitching storms into lovers' thighs (poetry #1 / prose #1 - 061120) © VANGOHS, 2017
murder has never been sweeter. kill your darlings and meet your maker. • • • indefinite hiatus, can be regarded as complete.
❝for I am nothing but a statue watching you come and go.❞ she refuses to let go of him, he refuses to know of her existence
when you have too many thorns, all you can do is paint them in red, because, maybe then, they will look like petals [sequel to shades of blue]
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