'Are You Okay?'
Yes
The word looms at the tip of my tongue. It sits there, eager to be said. The word that will help me string together an unbelievable explanation.
Yes
The words my brain wants me to say but my thighs are burning with desire and pain to say no.
Yes
Yes.
"Yes. I'm fine."
It pains me to say it. The words scream at me like its lust. The words I wish I could say.
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Words My Mouth Cant Say But My Fingers Can Type
PoesiaA series of chapters of poem styled writing. Inner thoughts and feelings that are better in my head or in text then spoken aloud to the people they're about. - - Hiiii, I'm 4droopy but you can just call me droopy if you want. This isn't essential i...
