27. Trapped
I am locked up inside a world
where your scent still lingers
But you don't.
YOU ARE READING
Ethereal
PoetryHis ethereal soul Creeping its way into my hellhole If only I could stop him If only I could forget him But his ethereal soul Is what makes me whole. **** Third poetry book everyone! Ethereal-A book written in the memory of lost love. **** 🌟 Second...
27. Trapped
27. Trapped
I am locked up inside a world
where your scent still lingers
But you don't.
