Every "i love you's" circle with a crow overhead
the sky casted a dark gloom
it all makes sense now
You weren't my deific salvation
My saving grace
My atonement for my sins
it all makes sense now
Why every bad thought started with you and ended with me
You weren't my deific salvation
My saving grace
My atonement for my sins
it all makes sense now
You were my bad omen
My most dire transgression
My most favored sin.
YOU ARE READING
𝐀 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐏𝐑𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐑
Poetry'to indeed be a god.' [ poetry + prose] beautiful cover done by @catmatic
