let's end this pathetic war.
we'll sew our hands together
and swear to god
and love
and everything
that we will never touch
anyone
again.
our worthless hope,
our blissful depression;
everything is lost in
the battle.
our hearts are casualties
thrown in shallow graves,
but our minds are still alive
and won't let us give a shit.














Comments
*pretty poem* ASSUMING I KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT, I couldn't touch anyone else if I tried. *took the longest time to adjust to physical contact with my girlfriend* <<;
Hope things go well for ye? D: *gives you a cookie*
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