i. MORE.
(preview).
please, tell me that i am more than scattered bones,
leaving a trail of empty bruises that you only
follow when you feel alone.
CITEȘTI
what tomorrow brings.
Poeziexvii, april. (iii). you have no voice if no one is listening. © playlist poetry h.r. : #3
preview.
i. MORE.
(preview).
please, tell me that i am more than scattered bones,
leaving a trail of empty bruises that you only
follow when you feel alone.
