v. sabotage its comfort; tell me it's you
and wonder when will it get tired of floating, conflicting, damaging its own
would you let someone fix you?
and tell, i don't need a cure, instead, something to clear it through
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09/01/2024 7:24 PM
YOU ARE READING
i'm stuck, why are you looking at me?
Poesíathings i wish to ask, feelings i wanted to tell, sorrows i don't wish to spend you don't even know i exist - Status: Ongoing Genre: Poetry / Random Thoughts Collection: - word count Language: English Published: August 11, 2024 Started: June 18, 20...
v. sabotage its comfort; tell me it's you
v. sabotage its comfort; tell me it's you
and wonder when will it get tired of floating, conflicting, damaging its own
would you let someone fix you?
and tell, i don't need a cure, instead, something to clear it through
🌺
09/01/2024 7:24 PM