I let
her in
she yanked the crimson thread that binds us all together,
piece by piece,
into insanity.
We are now tethered to each other's suffering instead of each other.
Scribbled poems And Thoughts. I love, Romance, eroticism, I adore passion . Either we burn Or we never light Those matches.
I let
her in
she yanked the crimson thread that binds us all together,
piece by piece,
into insanity.
We are now tethered to each other's suffering instead of each other.