Today, I realized that life is really unpredictable because this is the day when my heart started to mourn. Everything is inevitable and in the end, we must face death, our end line, our fate
BUT He took your life already, He killed your beautiful soul, He shut your mouth & your magnificent voice with guns in both hands until He decided to pull the triggers, 6 bullets and you splattered blood... and with those very own hands He ended his existence, His reasons — unjust.
#ILOVEYOUCHRISTINAGRIMME #RIP
Sunday, June 12, 2016
YOU ARE READING
I Don't Want To Forget
PoetryAnxiety leads to poetry and this is my only way presenting myself... naked.
