Excerpts of a Wandering Mind
Thursday, 24 October 2013
Shell of you
Her bluish lips,
Against mine pressed,
Vapour clouds,
Not the warmth of her breath,
I stare within,
Hollowed eyes,
Blue,
Inside I'm screaming,
This is a shell,
Not you.
~Rei Shiori
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