I forgot to say, I don't heal, because I love to be broken.

Here I lie cold

but I don't feel too old

just stale

from the bitter unrevealed

my everything

My everything

for your everything

a thought

a void

love

just another word

between you and me

hardly anything

more than a brand new game

a long mistake

april
i have come

guilty

A definite end
indefinite when
the following lust
inescapable must
vain quiescence
shattered adolescents
the worst fear
an inane Shakespeare