Poems about perfection in grief

• I've loaded the gun, if you still dare speak. [Oh-oh, I fucking love you]

  Last chick standing up against the wall,
  As their counting my faults and I'm falling.

  by PiratexxLove 48 lines, 5 comments, on May 16 1:06 AM. In Confusing love, lust, hate, life, perfection in grief

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