5 | Nov 01
foot chained on the ground as I held the universe
this endless pain and the only thing I feel is hiraeth
your words rang in my head singing out our kisses from last night
the ugly years of being a fool, ain't love meant to be exquisitely beautiful
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Moonstruck
PoetryCopyright © November 2020 by Mystital probably my rant book written in flowery language, all raw from my soul. highest ranking: nov-dec #1 poetry collection out of 21.8k stories #1 poet out of 14.6k stories #1 poem collection out of 6.6k stories #1...
