If ink can make me bleed,
My cause of death, without a doubt, is my foolishness.
I still keep on holding a paper and a pen.
It was not my foolishness alone that caused me to die.
I ended up losing my mind.
After I get the chance to glance back at those hypnotizing eyes,
CZYTASZ
Immortalized Gentleman
PoezjaA book that will never be marked as completed until my very last breath as I decide to write about you as long as I live. The immortalized gentleman that the world knows but still remains mysterious and unknown. My eternal subject, my muse. ________...
