walk the haunted streets,
old abandoned alleyways,
and crumbling cities.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Constellations of Bleeding Ink
PoesíaThere are some short poems that I found while I was going through my old notebooks and papers. They don't go in any particular order, and they're from different periods in my life, but here are my inner thoughts, emotions, and honestly? A bit of my...
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walk the haunted streets,
old abandoned alleyways,
and crumbling cities.
