If you heard the sound of my metal skin falling, Could you also hear the compromise of my breathing? Because when I realized I loved you
By emx4 years ago in Poets
My body screams to me throughout the day for nourishment and care The same kind I give to others Not at my own expense Not in place of care for myself
To those I love, I wish I was an angel. No, I do not wish to die. but, for you, I'd exchange all this life for your happiness.
By emx5 years ago in Poets