Everything You’ve Touched Belongs to You
Brynn Bunker
I think you killed me
and I tried to sew the wound,
but my hands were gone too.
For you touched them once,
and everything you’ve touched
belongs to you.
I think you killed me
and I tried to sew the wound,
but my hands were gone too.
For you touched them once,
and everything you’ve touched
belongs to you.