Literature
Destined
I hunted for you, a songless bird that wore a crown made of wounded souls I craved for you, sweet darkness bleeding into my veins with liquid lust I pursued you, bound to lose you when the summons tear us apart you breathe with water, I drown in black moss mismatched, always a step too far I killed you hundreds of time; I loved you countless nights your heart is wind and stone, my soul is blood and bone
