Dec 16, '23
Dec 16, '23
— wasted wine.



dear one,
my hands are too cold,
and my heart too fragile,
i don't want to grow old,
this world is much so vile.
right ones come at the right time,
little one, do you not know,
they don't owe you a single dime,
you'll be alone in the first snow,
there won't linger a seamless smile.
forge a promise, break a heart,
this december, i wait another start,
hold a hand, forget about mine,
how bittersweet like wasted wine.
i sold my soul,
to a longing long unsatiated,
i can't control,
the lonesome i have created.

— vin.
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