You are the poison filling my lungs and destroying the veins that were once filled with love for you as I lay in bed at 3 a.m. recklessly wondering why you left
- A.R.
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Inversion
PoetryBasically a collection of poems I write that will be updated as soon as my brain returns from haitus.
Poison
You are the poison filling my lungs and destroying the veins that were once filled with love for you as I lay in bed at 3 a.m. recklessly wondering why you left
- A.R.
