viv
wishing i had
your charging cube
two slots in my bed
for me and you
and no more barrier
in the middle
i finally gnawed
the weights off of
my wrists
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poetry
Poetrypoetry with no rhyme or rain most of these r rlly old and embarrassing but im keeping them for the lore
07.10.23
viv
wishing i had
your charging cube
two slots in my bed
for me and you
and no more barrier
in the middle
i finally gnawed
the weights off of
my wrists
