A horror with two letters
The reaper of hope
Handing me a rope
Hearing the shatters
My heart made of glass
Attention is all I ask
Nothing else matters
I'm collecting the shards
If I have to guess
I am obsessed
I was dealt bad cards
My life is just a mess
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Author:
Melancholia (
Offline) - Published: August 29th, 2024 10:19
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
Great write
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