there.
our last dance.
it may be nothing but a dream
but it still be.
YOU ARE READING
the art of self destruction
Poetrya love, told in a poetic way. the parts are in order to show exactly how this love played out. from the good to the bad and then back and forth again. enjoy.
the last dance
there.
our last dance.
it may be nothing but a dream
but it still be.
