Feb 28, 2019
“I had a heart of ice. Too cold to touch, but still easy to break.”
— dream-poet349 (via wnq-writers)
#{I think there's a flaw in my code | musings}#{smooth chains of solid silver bound | verse: figure skater}#{let your life tear through the air | verse: dancer}#{they'll know who's in control | verse: escort}#{choking on my pride; turning breath into air | verse: bungo stray dogs}#{an impression of a painted wallflower | verse: teen}#{all the bright precious things fade so fast - and they don't come back | queue}
