it's a terrible thing to love someone with a graveyard for a heart instead of a garden. all you can do is sew poppy seeds near tombstones and hope buds bloom on such devastated ground.
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Symptoms of Starlight | Poetry
Poetry"you've been brushed by the need for something greater, your head waits for a crown." In which a girl writes down everything from 2 am thoughts to afternoon drabbles to empowering poems in hopes it all means something.
do flowers grow in unholy places?
it's a terrible thing to love someone with a graveyard for a heart instead of a garden. all you can do is sew poppy seeds near tombstones and hope buds bloom on such devastated ground.
