You don't like it when I'm here.
You don't like seeing my face.
You don't like hearing my voice.
You don't like my presence.
You don't like me.
But tell me one thing.
Do you want me to stay alive
Or dead?
-Eve Jeff.
YOU ARE READING
GRIM
Poetry→Sometimes a piece of paper is a better companion← ☔☔☔☔☔☔☔☔☔☔☔☔☔ • A collection of gloomy and sad poems/quotes by me. •All works are mine. Any similarities are purely coincidence. • Started 19 September 2017 Highest Rank ⭐ #201 in POETRY - Oct 21st...
