the dead do not speak
Originally posted on eat more, sleep less, dream plenty:
A carcass trussed empty and gutted You reek of decaying flesh An unholy desecration A thick miasma of nothingness Olive dark eyes Entrap me…
Originally posted on eat more, sleep less, dream plenty:
A carcass trussed empty and gutted You reek of decaying flesh An unholy desecration A thick miasma of nothingness Olive dark eyes Entrap me…
Resembled love A Poem by Coyote Poetry True love is rare and hard to find. Resemble love Pretty as a perfect picture… Continue reading
Originally posted on willowdot21:
Can you hear me son can you hear my voice. Can you hear me daughter can you catch my words before you have no choice. Did you read my…