I am frozen
As if I died in the city of pompeii
Covered in layers of ash
Buried alive...
what a hauntingly beautiful way to die
To be frozen in time for all infinity
To become a living sculpture of misery
For then I would be trapped between hell and heaven
Into the unknown
Maybe my lover dwells there somewhere
Among the ghosts and the shadows
- Author: Sad girl ( Offline)
- Published: March 28th, 2024 06:29
- Category: Gothic
- Views: 5
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