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whatever you want to call it
dying, castrate
the glory is fading. the melting of the wounds
dug inside the tomb while inhaling the fumes
waiting to suffocate before the crack but there's no air to be felt.
i don't care
love means nothing
the feeling that looms
face that;s melting
for the glory of wounds
Well, what's going on? Am i
Well, what's going on? Am i in some alternate universe? Some good poetry as in proper here. Im afraid to say i lovr it incase its some bad joke or i wake up in a cold sweat! Choice. Cheers SS.
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
<3 smoothie my favourite
<3 smoothie my favourite drink.i was really depressed and the words justcame out and i for once didnt delete it. ty <3