MelancholyA Poem by versacekingMelancholychampion ruby 25 gram, blue filters and papers, thank you ma'am. nurse thy pouch tenderly, rest with my rocking chair until i'm elderly. dusk until dawn, i hear the whisper of your leaves, the queen to my pawn, you fulfil all my needs. through times of sorrow, and fleeting joy, borrow my light,
come back tomorrow. i'll be seeking the next drag, blue gold or ruby, together or stag, show me your booby. don't get triggered it's just a light troll, i'm emotionally unavailable, but the words i meant as whole. let it be known darts i love thee, the time has come, R. I. P. © 2016 versaceking |
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Added on October 18, 2016 Last Updated on October 20, 2016 Author
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