![]() XXXX is worried but there's nothing to worry aboutA Poem by winter;lyra
because i am nothing
am a dead man walking backwards collecting pennies off the corpses of the homeless violating half the commandments i am yours until i am not because you have nothing until there's something because death is still more real than my precedent i'll be dead before it hits me and i won't feel nor cry about what it means to be nothing on a world where it means something © 2018 winter;lyra |
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Added on August 5, 2018 Last Updated on August 5, 2018 Author
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