# poem 4

Author: lexis lexi
Tags: Emo poem, Sorrow

just the feels

the darkness from the abyss arises as the heat hits his angelic cursed body. his mind flairs in despair, the spike in his hair, and the flair of the air, surrounds this abyss known as life.

Source: https://sofurry.com/s/RnoOjVon

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