monica symphony
resent your prowess…
claim the endless as one trespasses your memories… a series of infinite fragile sorrowful bonds…
novella summer…
ephemeral you may seem…
but not for my dearest…
in the wake of ashes…
come forth – oblivious melody…
bleed to your august demise…
keil
I felt this sudden remorse when something like this is avowed by a talkshit like you.
au revoir magic cards, herald untrue.
cool man lol nice poetry