Their love is unbound, like an unholy trapezoid rooted further in sorrow than ever before. Death will not stop them, but *it* might. I don't know, I've never watched Bleach.
A poem written to help me focus on the sounds around me! I was listening to Dark Beach by PASTEL GHOST while writing this! enjoy! XD
A short poem dedicated to the life I lead, and how I am stuck in time. I hope you enjoy this small read, and that you are doing fine!