Laying on a headstone
Don't know where my thoughts go
Everytime I think about the dead
Undoing everything
Everyone you feel here
Underneath your soft tread
Wondering with worry
Where you'll go when you're dead
They all have a place
And they're all in their place
And tears roll down my face again
Undone it's a blank canvas, my friend
But I'll always have a hand to lend to you
Until the knot is undone and through
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
Poetry
PuisiRandom crappy poetry I made which is mostly depressing. All of it's mine. Plus the cover art. I got a perspective book for Christmas (even though I specifically said I didn't want anything but whatever) so I made a mirrored hallway. I put brackets o...
