𝕓 𝕣 𝕠 𝕜 𝕖 𝕟 𝚙 𝚊 𝚙 𝚎 𝚛 ᔕ K I ᑎ

she sat on her loft
in quiet distress
for her skin was paper
and was broken from stress

inky tears
of sadness and pain
would be washed away
by the pressure of rain

the demons of darkness
had drifted over her heart
clouded her sense
and tore her happiness apart

days had passed
and the cracks in her skin were multiplied
but suddenly
everything crashed

  𝚌𝚒𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚜.𝚒𝚘

😔

4 years ago   Reply

  XxShadowSlayerxX

Damn, that hits deep 😔

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