i kiss dead veins
they've stopped pumping blood
hands gone cold
lips pucker out pink
and i didn't give
them a bloody goodbye kiss
my heart is broken
and her nails
are neatly manicured
YOU ARE READING
crying glitter and drinking stars
Poetrya collection of poems (random crap about the deep abyss of my fucked up mind and some poems about summer flowers and stupid love)
