Pale moon was shining on my skin, 
stem of dark blood falling down from my limb,
I didn't want to do this but my life is wrong,
I hope to burn in hell for all the decisions that didn't make me enough strong.

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Heartless poets write the hearfullest poems.
  • in your walls.
  • JoinedJune 10, 2020


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