the day We met
it was raining
while the Sun shone
bright
i was instantly in Love
the very second
She came rushing in from
outside
She shook water droplets
like tiny rainbows
from equally colourful
hair
mumbling about Hades
beating His Wife
that's the moment i
knew
She was
my beautiful Destroyer
my Punk-Rock Apocalypse
my Golden Angel of
Ruin
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The Autopsy of Ashes (Victoria)
PoetryThis is the Story of Victoria. i Loved Her. i Hated Her. i Needed Her. She Created me. She Destroyed me. She is Everyone who ever got away. She is Your favourite Song. She is Everything. She is the Ashes of Your house. She is Nothing. She is You...
