xKelle_Bellex

iYour heart is so tied up cagedbehind a series of ivory; it makes mecringe to know I’m the same way.iiI’m not a scumbag like you…but we breathe the same air ...

Your body is my canvas, and althoughI own no paints,(They dried up underneath my bedamidst a pile of old children’s toys andlost puzzle pieces that are owned bymy under-the-bed monster ...

This is just another one of my mental blurbs. It's like two different poems, but I honestly don't know how to separate it since it's also oddly connected. Also, the ...

You were hospitalized on Valentine’s Day.I hoped we could pull magic out of our sleeves, and help you live long enough to see the New Year.The hospital smells like a ...