Poem.
It's starting again.
So hold my hand,
Before I grab the pen
And my wrists start bleeding again.
-during the lost hours
～✿～✿
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It's starting again.
So hold my hand,
Before I grab the pen
And my wrists start bleeding again.
-during the lost hours
～✿～✿
Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: AzTruyen.Top