How did he vow to love me, when he didn't even know how to love himself?
It was rather ironic, really..
thinking one could commit to something they know nothing of.
August 2018
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The Aspect Of Oblivion
PoetryThe planted seeds of my wretched thoughts and emotions have bloomed their way out onto these pages, birthing a catastrophic garden; a virtue of beauty. A collection of emotions and thoughts documented in words, encompassing a voyage through the laby...
Commitment
How did he vow to love me, when he didn't even know how to love himself?
It was rather ironic, really..
thinking one could commit to something they know nothing of.
August 2018
