my clothes
are so dirty
from all the times
I've bled in them
YOU ARE READING
maybe i'm dreaming (COMPLETED)
Poetrya sky full of poems, none of which connect (stars without constellations) this is a compilation of almost every aspect of my life in poems, as well as some fictional elements too i hope you enjoy my cemetery of secrets -lowercase is intended for sty...
• when will the lamposts stop shining? •
my clothes
are so dirty
from all the times
I've bled in them
