roots cuddling the dead
"bury me deep enough for a plant to arise
from my remains and regrets"
you let me die at the tip of your knife,
unstabbed yet i bleed with
illusional pain and remorse of letting you down.
leave me not, my...
from my remains and regrets"
you let me die at the tip of your knife,
unstabbed yet i bleed with
illusional pain and remorse of letting you down.
leave me not, my...