they say you are my ruin
but they don't notice the sparks
that fly from the mere touch of your hands
but if it is my destruction
that lets those sparks fly
then, love, ruin me
break me. hurt me. destroy me. ruin me. if harming myself would bring a smile on your face, then i'm ready to pull the trigger, love.
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Sugar - A Collection of Poems
Поезія"if i fed you spoonfuls of sugar would it make the bitterness in your heart leave" a collection. of poems. of stories. of poems telling stories of their own. [lowercase intended] x featured in @ec_poetry's Premium Books reading list x
