But darling, I'm sorry.
All the tears you cried could not wash off the blood on my hands and yet you're still here weeping in my arms.― (How the hell could you possibly love a monster like me?), S.M.
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Poetryaphasia; /əˈfeɪzɪə/ noun. inability (or impaired inability) to understand or produce speech, or express thoughts verbally. poetry book with writings that i can't put into words / rants / personal opinions on matters that matter to me / things people...
Bloody hands
But darling, I'm sorry.
All the tears you cried could not wash off the blood on my hands and yet you're still here weeping in my arms.― (How the hell could you possibly love a monster like me?), S.M.