so painless that i didn't feel anything.
the poison inside my heart
caught me on the rain.
so fitting and inkless
my hoodie blotted with bloodstains
explains the taste of ink from our kiss
i mourn everyday to try to forget our end.
she pulls back the trigger as she slowly closes her eyes
this sent a reaction of a little chemical romance
which slowly burns my love.
getting a straightjacket feeling; taking baby steps along
the coast of my grey heart..will give you a feeling of the vast space
of my darkest plague.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
love it. like always. i love everything you write.