November 15, 2018 | 1:07 PM
❛ ɪɴsᴀɴɪᴛʏ ❜
My blood and his blood is one
But, I don't know how can this happen
I'm becoming crazy to his kisses that I once
Felt in my lips and I know I need his pen
To write out our insanity
As he held my hand
Full of insecurity
About the world outside
Together in a room
We let ourselves free
As the moon
Witnessed this kind of glee
Is this a sin?
Or is it just an innocent way
To runaway from the reality
That hurt us everyday.
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Poetries (Pieces Of Words #1)
PoetryAs her pen bleeds, the pain in her heart vanished. _ COMPLETED. Cover : @hoexlut Banner : @aavocados Criticized : @thisisnxcxlx #StarAwards18k
