Pale moon was shining on my skin,
stem of dark blood falling down from my limb,
I didn't want to do this but my life is wrong,
I hope to burn in hell for all the decisions that didn't make me enough strong.
--
Heartless poets write the hearfullest poems.
- in your walls.
- انضمJune 10, 2020
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Ahojky, vím, že vás tu moc není, ale mohli byste si přečíst mé dvě knihy? Nebojte, jsou krátké:)Taky se omlouvám za Ghost under my bed, ti co to čtou na telefonu se asi mohou zbláznit, blbne mi font...عرض جميع المحادثات
قصص بقلم A Sallow Poet
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𝖕𝖔𝖊𝖒𝖘.
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𝖕𝖔𝖊𝖒𝖘.
It's a mess, sorry..
I don't care if it rhymes, I care about the emotions in it
!!TW: self harm...