they say
that when you get the chill
tickling up and down your spine
someone in the future is walking
on your grave.
i've been getting chills a lot
recently.
maybe I just died.
YOU ARE READING
devoid of color // slow updates
Poetry❂book one of the "colorful injections" series. book two: bring color to my skies a jumble of words that coexist into ink that bleeds through the pages and hallucinated lines into messily painted poetry. //cover by @ImmortalImpulse
