letting out a soft moan, she brings chills to my skin and paralyzes my bones her icy breath caresses the nape of my neck, she is nostalgia dark hair and pale eyes her lips whisper my name my nose blushes in shades of red my fingertips ache in shades of blue, I meet her soft, … Continue reading Pale Love
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Bitter
maybe it's the dark, acidic coffee I refuse to take any other way or the wind lashing at my exposed neck this autumnal morning it could be the disgusting cigarettes I smoke too much or the anxiety that shakes me I feel it coming like knots in my throat like frozen dark chocolate and there's nothing … Continue reading Bitter
So Nadine Writes 