blue,
like bruises
on the pale knuckles
of corpses.
i don't know why
i am always so focused
on your eyes,
maybe i just wish
you were looking
at me too.
YOU ARE READING
•metamorphism of me• [finished]
Poetryjust a collection of shitty writings from ya girl
blue v2
blue,
like bruises
on the pale knuckles
of corpses.
i don't know why
i am always so focused
on your eyes,
maybe i just wish
you were looking
at me too.
![•metamorphism of me• [finished]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/153397370-64-k822845.jpg)