storm.🖤❄️

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storm.🖤❄️
war.
nostalgia.
“What’s the matter?” she asked.
“Nothing,” I said. “It’s just that this is the first time I’ve been kissed like that.”
THIS IS NOT A LOVE POEM
I have had to fight for everything that I have, and everything that I am.
I grieve the fact that I am still not finished.
My dreams are going to cost me my freedom.
My failures are adding up.
This cycle is endless.
Im running in circles.
My heart sends menace messages to the neurons causing me to drop myself at the corner of bed with all the pain banging me to get an electrifying pain in my chest in the middle of the nigh
Living to leave the remain ruins of my life to be completely hurt