Upside-down,
My gut churned,
Feelings of being shanked by your words
Why don't you text me back
Yet, even tho
Your words are short
And time is long
I still,
I still want to be caressed by you and give you my words
Words that grant eternity
YOU ARE READING
deficiency of what
Misterio / Suspensomove on, move on, move on, move on, move on, move on, move on, move on, Drag your feet and hang your head low Make sure your hands are cold and your feet are bare Feel if your tongue is dry and your eyes are full of the saltiness of your body Fall a...
