Let me open up your mind,
And pick your thoughts of dying completely.
Let me purify,
Your soul to a pure white.
Let me be your rib cage,
To protect your heart.
Let me protect everything that belongs to you.
Because, you've been hurting for far too long.
YOU ARE READING
Epigrams
PoetryIt appears you've found my book and before you decide to read it's contents, know that... These poems are everything that is me. (Also the cover was made by my buddy FierroThorne!)
