Deranged

amethyste

 

I am tired of this boring landscape

Take my hand

Teach me how to love

How to make shelter for this deranged self

 

I will be grateful for all my life

I will never take my eyes off of you

I will follow you in hell.

  • Author: amethyste (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 25th, 2026 17:06
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 17
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  • sorenbarrett

    Teaching one how to love is quite the task. A good write that pledges devotion. Well said



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