imagine if i could hold your cheeks and see peach skies falling down.
i'd place you in the moon if they haven't cut my wings in revenge.
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BLACK CHERRY
Poetry❝gifted by devil, ruined by god. so are you, heart of mine❞. solo; short story original | @SHIAHEARTS
WINTER.
imagine if i could hold your cheeks and see peach skies falling down.
i'd place you in the moon if they haven't cut my wings in revenge.
