Murth

you deaden my 

heart, it was first sin I have ever tasted. 

How Adamic, blessed

massacre not to be loved

by you.

both broken and 

lorn, I was victims 

of victims,

who aspire to be loved.

 

06/05/2022

21:30 Sunday

 

Evil ►

Comments

furkan

Fri 24th Jun 2022 20:28

perfect

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Kevin Tan

Fri 24th Jun 2022 13:00

yes it's a good poem. mysterious person. keep remembering the good times!

Berkay

Fri 24th Jun 2022 11:52

Nicee 🌻🌻

Linda

Fri 24th Jun 2022 11:14

Well done🤗

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