my words bleed
and I hate you too much
that my own writing elicited shivers from my own, revenge-seeking skin
YOU ARE READING
tiny broken pieces and a faint memory of you
Poetryyou left, and tiny broken pieces and a faint memory of you is what's left of me. cover by @babyblue997
shivers-thirty six
my words bleed
and I hate you too much
that my own writing elicited shivers from my own, revenge-seeking skin